clrmehppygrl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Butter on Bread I am spreading thin, like butter on bread. I am yours, all of yours, for the stretching. This is too perfect for me to ruin. So I will keep quiet and just keep trudging along. My day has taken on a routine. Work. Child. Husband. Lover. Sleep. Repeat as needed. I'm not in there, as you can see. Everyone is in there but me. Please, don't get me wrong. I love my life. My job is fabulous, I thouroughly enjoy picking my son up every day, my husband is a pure joy and my love is... well... stunning. Sleep keeps getting squished and pushed around. Stretched and thinned. I'm tired, it's early. Forgive me. 6:52 am - 2005-09-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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