And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Tuesday, November 21
I'm very thankful that however foul-tempered I am, it doesn't last long.
Playing with the baby, dinner, teevee & I'm all right again. A tad grumpy yes, but the real anger & frustration - gone.
Not such a bad person after all. I just need a bit of therapy.