Writing is a luxury that has not been afforded to me as of late. Seems like life is so busy with details and duties-cooking and cleaning, ad nauseam, laundry up the wazoo, bills to juggle, children to feed, doctor appointments, exercise, nebulizers...blah,blah,blah.
I used to be a firm believer in the saying that goes something like "we all have time for what we really want." Now I am not so sure. I feel swamped all of the time with too much to do and not enough time to do it. Or maybe I just don't know what I really want. Time will tell.
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