An Average Morning..

The balancing act.

The juggling.

The keeping it all together.

“Have you had a bad morning?”

No, just an average one.

You ask me about my job, my career.

This I am holding on to by a fingernail.

This, is having less and less relevance.

My job, my real one is hanging in there.

This is taking everything I have got.

I do this every day and for who?

Because all of us are existing but hardly thriving.

This is before we’ve even begun and then I have to begin.

This is so you can make it in before you spend the next six hours there.

I’ll do the same when I pick you up.

I’ll tread on eggshells.

At home, you’ll barely speak.

Surviving not thriving.

“Why? Have you had a bad morning?” No, just an average one.

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