When all is quiet in Magma

I hear the ice cream truck outside my office window.

It’s 6:15, an hour and change past quitting time but I have work to get done.

I saw my doctor and got onto to some anti-anxiety meds for the time being. I just need it until this madness subsides. Well at least until it rears it’s ugly head again.

I miss being human, having time to do things.

I see people living their lives and wonder if things will ever quiet down enough for me to enjoy like everyone else.

My kids are growing up, Joey’s turning 7 in 12 days. He is my little soldier, strong, organized and refusing to let things go if they aren’t perfect.

Ella is my heart song, her smile is like a cascade of goodness. God I wish I had one of her hugs right now. She would wrap me up and say “Now you’re locked and you can’t leave”.

Now back to my toil.

Until next time.