Even on the days of rest, rest never comes. Life needs upkeep. And the kids wouldn’t let me rest, anyway.
Ebb and flow [Le Sueur]
A silent need, unspoken even to myself, fills my thoughts as I drift to sleep.
Brace [Le Sueur]
Facing down a day I knew was coming, all week. Facing the pressure and gritting my teeth. Here we go.