Burdened Time

Maybe I'm looking at this all wrong.

A family is a full time job. So is being a good friend. So is witnessing.

Maybe this isn't as hard as I'm making it.

Maybe it's just the rum.

Blogging is crap

Why do I bother writing things out? They usually wind up more or less sorting themselves out shortly after I have a bitchfest or pity party.

Ah well. The junk I think about has to go somewhere...

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