a lovely afternoon with friends to replace the argument with a sister,
an evening returning, a serious conversation and it doesn't take much for me to tick.
already feeling so foreign in this house, i now feel like some sort of failure.
teaching's not good enough and no point doing masters...
apparently it's time for a career change.
trying to find my feet in this country and this house,
now is not the time to suggest uprooting the only stability i have.
the need for them to be happy for me, that i am happy in my life.
isn't that what it is all about?
retreating to bed with a rug around me,
i hope it will protect me from further thoughts of disappointment.
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