Its the day.
I slept maybe too much lately. When I woke it was about 900 degrees or something like that. I guess it had gotten too cold in the house, and then to make up for it, with much love I was covered with many many blankets. It was the sweetest thing ever, really, but it kicked me into way too deep of a sleep. I wanted to be awake before I was, alas, I told no one.
This is the day when it all comes crashing down around my head, when I wonder why I do the things I do. Why I make the choices I make. Why I sent the kids away. I miss them too much for words. Sometimes I want to crawl into a hole and hide. Forever.
But then I think about how bored I get, and realize that it would never work. I would crave some sort of company. Somehow. I would miss the kids more.
Those boys. Those faces.
This life.
This is the day when it all comes crashing down around my head, when I wonder why I do the things I do. Why I make the choices I make. Why I sent the kids away. I miss them too much for words. Sometimes I want to crawl into a hole and hide. Forever.
But then I think about how bored I get, and realize that it would never work. I would crave some sort of company. Somehow. I would miss the kids more.
Those boys. Those faces.
This life.