today is my day off. yet stress invades the moment i get up - phone ringing with work to be done, people to meet in a half hour, my dog looking at me like i haven't walked her since she was a pup. so i run from thing to thing ignoring the magical light of being and stubbing my toe on the unmagical leg of a dining room chair.
oh if i were only my shadow child today...
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
the fairy tale of work
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