bellows for "mommy"
bickering sisters
work obligations
feed the guinea pigs
pick up the dog poop
sink full of dishes
burnt popcorn
Sometimes I feel
scattered and overloaded
and so
I seek
quiet
contemplative
space
and I flip it...
honored to be a mother
grateful for fulfilling work
appreciative of my abundant lifestyle
but
the house still smells
like burnt popcorn
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