I am so unbelievably tired right now, that I even fantasy about closing my eyes, even if it is just for five minutes, the thought is beyond wonderful.
I suppose when you are a parent you instantly lose the right to sleep whenever the mood takes you. Ironically you only appreciate sleep when you can’t do it, which makes it much more appealing.
If I could give my younger self one piece of advice it would be to enjoy sleep and get as much as possible, saviour it, never, ever forget that sleep is absolutely beautiful thing to do.
Is it just me now,
or is the air getting cold ,
I am shivering.
One of my favourite past times is to watch clouds particularity when the sky is so blue and the clouds are so fluffy. Sometimes I think of when I was a child looking up and thinking that the clouds went on and on, never really ending. I just love the sun shining down and watching the clouds float about their day. I like to make patterns and see what kind of formation I can make and guess what companion thinks siting with me on the warm grass of a hot summer. These things are free but so beautifully forgotten about.
Letting go seems to be the hardest thing
But it is something that I must do
The emotions I can not deal with
My mind now says no
It’s time to say goodbye
Before I cry
No that I will never forget.
feeling very safe,
having no worries or cares,
It keeps on moving to and from
Collecting strangers on every corner.
Some it is viewed as a lifeline,
To take them away,
From one place to the other,
Helping transport them,
When no other way would do.