…it is cold. And it is wet. The sun continues to go down earlier each day. When there is no rain, the sky grows dusty pink in the afternoon. I love that. In the day times, my boys keep me busy. They make me laugh, they make me sing, and sometimes they make me cry. In the evenings, I’ve been feeling lost and lonely, wishing my mum were closer by. I am thankful for Rick, who gives me comfort and cuddles. There is a deadline looming, which is slightly stressful. It seems like so long since I last designed something. My head is playing games with me – refusing me the creativity that I desperately need. Amidst it all, our daily routines ground me and keep me sane; lists and organisers, my saving grace.
(Linking up with Trish.)
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