I feel left undone and unfinished.
The day has wearied itself and me.
My mother used to recite:
“If ifs and ands
Were pots and pans,
There’d be no work
If I had chosen a different path.
If I had not overcompensated for being fat.
If I had gone to a different university.
If I had been loved by parents.
If I had loved myself sooner.
If I had been braver.
If I were braver.
The godless clouds have gone.
The gods have gone.
R 09/06/2023 13:57