The last time I posted about the unbearable heat at Christmas in Florida, I never dreamed I’d be living in the north two years later. Even though I wanted to move, I didn’t think it would actually happen.
Tag: stress
Ego, Go Away
My mind’s been swirling today, and it’s bugging me that it won’t be still. So, I wrote a poem about it on the fly. Hope it sounds okay.
Refreshing, Tears
Tears, where are you?
For ten days,
the stress mounts,
higher and higher.
Each incident unrelated to the other.
Lori's Lane 