Headache day = not fun. But I wrote another poem today. It's weird; I was never much of a poet before, but I'm quite enjoying it now. It's like all my creativity is finally finding enough headspace to come back in from the cold wastes of the last few years of struggling to squeeze out enough words to fill a post-it note.
p.s. I know it is not Sunday
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That particular redhead is 3 going on 13 4, and she likes to sit on my back while I'm reading things in bed.
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