Chores done.
Tired, exhausted.
Phone call with good news.
Somehow energy has returned.
Life is funny some times.
Chores done.
Tired, exhausted.
Phone call with good news.
Somehow energy has returned.
Life is funny some times.
I share my story.
Painful.
It hurts.
I cannot undo the mistakes I made.
Perhaps you will do better than me.
Getting the date wrong.
Showing up.
Handing in the paintings.
Not supposed to until a month from now.
Well, at least I was early.
Running out of time.
Too many things to do.
Not enough sleep.
Powering through the tasks
would be easy
if I was neurotypical.
Instead I will try to get
as many done as I can.
Hopefully that will be three out of the seven needed.
A queen sized blanket
Draped over a twin bed.
The blanket trails on the floor.
The bonus is the cocoon
You can wrap yourself in
When it gets cold.
The eye of the beholder
Is all anybody can claim.
What one likes
Another dislikes.
One loves
While another hates.
The discrepancy comes
When you are asked to put a price on it.
Energy is low.
Inspiration is lacking.
Pushing through means
not getting any self care.
Yet, all I hear from people
is just do it!
No one else will.
Are you just lazy?
Things get done my way.
I just don’t expect people to understand anymore.
Acting in faith
trying to do good.
Learning the legalities
of the actions taken.
Bitterness can take root.
Unlearning bad habits takes time.
Martyrdom is not for me.
I will protest though.
I look out the window
As the fluffy snowflakes fall.
I glance down at my cat
Curled up on my lap,
Happy and contented.
My appointment is still half an hour away.
I look at the deep drifts of snow.
I am thankful that this appointment
Can be done with a phone call,
So I don’t have to trudge through the cold weather.
I may have spelt it wrong
But the taste is a cherished childhood memory.
My father coming home
With a block of crumbly paste.
I am reminded of it
When our next door neighbours
Gift us dates filled with a paste
That was delicious and familiar.
I like the fact that exchanging food
Is a good tradition to have inherited.
I will always respect others
And I’m glad to learn about their ways.
Thank you father
For encouraging me to try new things.