The night seems endless when you are at work constantly busy and running around. But now it’s done, my thoughts are just to drive and get some coffee. Being at work gives my soul renewed energy but physically it’s exhausting. I drag myself out of the car, counted my steps to the door. Took another
I know I am not alone when I say life is an omelette. Probably because a lot of people can relate on what an egg has to go through to be a tasty, delicious omelette. Seems so perfect and easy but not really if you see the whole process. As I have said before
Who wants to be a mom? That’s a question I ran into when I am struggling to get by a hard day. Those are the days that I look at the mirror and I don’t even recognize myself. Who is that, I say, oh that’s me with no shower after doing my to do list
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