Days are becoming a blur. The night time is a blur, too. The ice that was so thick yesterday started to melt but has now frozen again. Winter is tightening its grip: perhaps a countdown has begun. Who knows?
Even my dreams have started to move out of focus. I feel like i have dropped into a funnel and i wait to be spat out the other side.
8 comments:
Welcome to parenthood. The funnel widens a little in a few years time.
Exhausting, but well worth it :)
You might not get spat out
Sometimes life swallows.
You are doomed
It will get better, in ten years time or so. All good though.
god i'm away for one day and gloom sets in...
please come back . . .
hang tough. it doesn't get easier, don't listen to them
Wait til she's running and talking, then you'll be tireed!
Much Love.
Happy Holidaze and all that shit.
Buck Holly and Hayden.
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