Lying in my bed last night late late late I wasn't asleep.
I was crying the late night cry when the tears just come and come and come and the possibility of all that you wanted just disappears with the wind and nothing else really matters anymore except salvation.
Eventually sleep came-with it dreams of drowning kittens only a few of whom I could save in the undulation of the waves higher than we had thought.
And then morning and business as usual-get up, get the kids ready, make sure they've got everything, here are your glasses, take out the recycling.
And then this calm, my eyes are still sore.
(p.s. found my kitty safe and sound under some bushes awaiting rescue)
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