Friday

I’m still a bit jetlagged, or maybe coming down with a cold, but I went to work today and was not very productive.  I even forgot my lunch, so in the morning I stopped to get a cafe miel and a chocolate croissant for lunch later.  Yes, so very healthy.  But it did the bill and I finished my book.  Luckily, it ended up on a happy note.  One thing that doesn’t seem to change about me is my obsession with death.  I really want to get to that state where everything is as it should be, where I feel that peacefulness.  I got into that state for a period of time, but it is hard to maintain.

I went and picked up Rowan today so that we could pick out a present for her friend, who’s having a birthday tomorrow.  Then we swung back by daycare to pick up Nova afterwards.  I asked Rowan if she wanted to come in or stay in the car.  “Stay in the car,” she said.

So I got Nova and she was super tired.  I put her into her carseat and she started to cry.  Got back to the car and there was Rowan, sobbing.  “I changed my mind, I wanted to go with you,” she said in between sobs, “but you were already gone.”  They both cried on the way home, which luckily is a short drive.  But when Nova would wail, Rowan would stop and between sobs say, “It’s okay, Nova huh huh huh, it’s okay.”  I had to stifle a smile.

Author: ~R

I write about life, people, and the things that interest in me. Which often includes death, sex, friendship, and the future of humanity. I hope for the best in people and I prepare for the worst. But no matter what happens, change is constant and everything will be ok. View all posts by ~R