Running The Race That Counts

When you live with a 6-year-old. #stuffedanimal #acorns #autumn

I had a thought. Really I did. So real was this thought, I could almost touch it. But before I could capture it with a pen. It fluttered away again. Like a butterfly.

Willow eats her breakfast.#cat, #breakfast, #blackandwhite

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I'm late I can't seem to make my body move I can't think I need chocolate More chocolate My diet is dead

I was new in town. They made a place for me. But in that space they decided who I would be. But I don't want to be the person they want me to be. I want to be me. Only me: I only want to be me.

I'm standing still My brain is numb I lost something I found it The clock keeps ticking I breathe The day's race continues

He says to me You have an "uncanny knack" He means You must be doing it "On purpose "