I woke up, looked out the garden and saw the sun sweeping over the garden. No one was in the house and I had it all mine to work. In the morning I write for roughly 4 hours. I use the afternoon to do more petty work things like networking, managing the advertisers and such. My kids come back from school at around 3.
Stop this dream. Kids? Garden? Not me, not today. Someday I can have some kids, but they may not be mine. I like borrowed kids quite a lot.
As for garden I have killed the only plan that ever survived with me for more than a year. The un-killable Sideshow Bob dwarf palm tree. It's still by my windowsill. I'm not quick to remove the dead.
I think that i am finally getting around many of my bigger problems which were chronic depression and impairing anxiety. On the downside I'm fat (ok, let's just say rounder which is more fair). I think I can get a hang of what life throws at me without dissolving, indeed without losing much of my mind at all.
I don't have a garden or kids, but i have that. There isn't much to do but ride the waves.
Amourx.
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