Exhausted. Thoughts scattered, like leaves on the sidewalk. I’m losing track of the days again. Body aching, thanks to uncomfortable chair at work. Desperately need new office furniture. Joints swollen, thanks to the humidity. Can’t sit down on the couch, or I pass out from exhaustion. Sick and tired of people that can’t take instructions and ask stupid questions.
Apartment trashed. Cats out of dry food. Car needs a new oxygen sensor. Finances all screwed up. Hubby working major overtime. Piles of laundry to do.
Not enough hours in the day. Too many things needing to be done. Time, fleeting. Minute, hours, days tick by at the drop of a hat.
But occasionally, time stands still. That perfect moment, that one word, that touch, that glance. For the briefest of moments, everything is forgotten.
Makes everything better.
