Some quiet time I need
To draw the strength I hid
From all the learnings of the past
I am made to last.
I will thrive.
I roamed around the plant after a long time. There were so many concerns. It seems everything is scattered down there. Hmmm… can I do everything? Maybe… But if I do everything, what is left for others to do? They throw garbage at me, make me clean messes, make me dig graves and deal with dead alives. Why do they do that? What have they done in the past that make it all dirty? Should I be angry? Should I be indifferent? I know what to do. But I just want to ask. I can handle this. I just want to talk. Tomorrow is another day. And it will be better. Stay calm… It ill be better. Solutions will come. Maybe I should spend more time in the toilet once again.
I’m on my way to motherhood! The feeling is odd because you are excited of the baby coming out, afraid of the excruciating pain, unprepared to leave the life just by yourself, and unprepared to think of other’s welfare. (I’m naturally anti social and self centered.) But I’m willing to experience the whole thing and get through this. I’ll see you soon dearie!
