And some days I feel like this
I wish it were the result of a fabulous night spent with friends and good wine or good booze . (They fit different occasions in different ways you understand)
Instead it is the result of emotions that fill these days. Sometimes they arrive in small, edible bits and sometimes in large raw, meaty chunks that consume your entire day and leave you exhausted and exposed. How I wish for an oversized chair, a cup of cocoa laced with melting marshmallows and no thoughts or worries about death, loss and the secret recipe that I wished existed for my sister to continue her life with some happiness and joy.
One thing I have learned is to now enjoy those days of the past (and hopefully future) filled with peaceful and calm boredom.
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OH, I agree. I wish there were some secret recipe for all of us, especially those in need like your sister.
Imagine what I look like right now. Three days until a portfolio review and I get the brilliant idea to redo/trash four pieces? What am I thinking? *sigh* Good news is, I'll get to see you on Saturday! Keep your chin up, girl. (And find an armchair when you really need it.)
I wish for you an oversized chair, a cup of cocoa laced with melting marshmallows and absolutely no thoughts or worries about death. I wish even more so, that your sister finds that secret recipe. And she will. Some day in the future that seems like forever now, she will wake up on a sun-filled morning and discover that she no longer needs to look back over her shoulder for happiness and joy because it will be right there again filling her days. I really, really believe that for her.
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