Friday, August 20, 2010
So the week winds to a close and I look about at my mess-strewn apartment, knowing that on Sunday I will be able to resume some sense of normalcy in my life again. Each night this week I came home and just dropped things on a spare bit of carpet before sitting down to catch my breath. I physically felt like a two-ton truck had just rolled over me with those cement roller wheels you see, the ones that are made of stone and roll the cement or gravel into a nice smooth surface, crushing everything beneath it. Smooth I was not, but crushed, yes, that would be an apt description.
Posted by Star Seeker at 10:59 PM