I've been away. Not far away nor away-away. Just away.
Busy with life and the subtle impositions it has demanded.
My time has been spent doing things I would rather not do.
Work has caught up, as my time to do things has fled from me,
Wildly down into the drain.
There was no chance for me to grab hold, never mind grasp at it.
It's a rough tough, nitty gritty world that does not want to relinquish more hours in the day.
The sleep needed to get through this is never enough.
And bargaining for more hours in the day and calculating the amount of sleep needed to do everything just doesn't do enough.
Or even anything.
Prayers sent up and down the wave frequency don't seem to hit their target as deadlines move closer and that nasty cold developing in the back of the throat decides to go full throttle and attempt to viciously annihilate any chance of immunity there is.
And then, it's done. As soon as it started, for all the pain endured and pens thrown across the rooms and papers pushed off the desk to make more room, it's done.
And you breathe.
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