Some Days

 

Sometimes I don't even try to stay afloat

Sometimes I don’t even try to stay afloat

Some days, but not often, I despair at the merry-go-round that is my life.
Work, home, kid, cook, sleep
Work, home, gym, kid, cook, sleep
Work, home, kid, cook, sleep
Work, home, gym, kid, cook, sleep
Work, home, kid, cook, sleep
Gym, clean, kid, cook sleep
Sunday
It goes on and on and on.
Punctuated with little snippets of interest. A festival here. A flight there
Some days, but not often, I want to stop and get off the monotonous ride.
Forget about all responsibilities
Stop nurturing, crease provision
Lie on a beach naked
Climb a mountain
Run through the desert
Sing from the top of a building
Dance all day
Then make love all night

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