Tag: stress
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Diasappearing Days
I’m supposed to be on holidays to have a little rest, but the weather is atrocious and all I feel is stressed. There’s so much I should be doing to fix this place of mine, but no matter my intentions I just can’t seem to find the time. The grass is growing rapidly, there’s gravel…
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Vesuvius
I am the skin that’s stretched unsightly the bond that binds too tightly I am the back that breaks under the straw believing I can carry more I am the wire that sings with tension full of false pretensions I am human I am flawed Why do I expect I should be more? © ceenoa
Ceenoa 