I want a good day. What does that mean to me? It would be a
day when I did what I said I would do with vigor and enthusiasm. This slow and
shaky body doesn’t get me happy. I want to know if it’s fixable or is this the
new reality. Whine. One of these days I will own my age and act accordingly
without pushing. Meanwhile, I will cut down the limelight today. It is through
for the season. The greenhouse needs attention.
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