The movers need to be arranged, and the closets sorted and packed, and when was the last time we bought groceries…. Head and attention are going in too many directions at once, and I’m exhausted before I get started. Might be a little cranky too. The stress of moving is real.
Sidestepped comfortdared to breachpersonal boundaries Knew it was a stretch Uncouth, this bodily responsepain penetrating Dark thoughts wrestlinginner rebel smirking I gleaned a moment of freedomBut at what cost? (ME/cfs is characterized by exhaustion following exertion. Post Exertional Malaise (PEM) is the result, causing symptoms to flare.)
Adds character — for sure!! ❤
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We’re on the same page, VJ.
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😊💕
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❤️
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I like the way you think!
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😊🙏💕
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Oh goodness. Do you have room for me? I’ll join you…I think you just described my good intentions gone awry (not every day…but you know…more often than I’d like). Hugs to you, VJ. 🥰
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Always room for you…and I suspect we’d find that we are harsher on ourselves than need be
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No doubt, no doubt. 💕
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Very truthfully and accurately said.
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Thanks Lou
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