Don’t They Need Me?

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During that horrible stretch of a weekend afternoon, between the end of naptime and dinner, I realize nobody wants something from me. It feels amazing, until it doesn’t.

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3 Comments

April 17, 2012 · 5:47 pm

3 responses to “Don’t They Need Me?

  1. tartetitou

    Oh I know that feeling–you want to run off and do something private like clip your long-neglected toe nails, then you look at them perfectly content without you and your feet feel planted in cement.

  2. So, uh, how long did it take to get from amazing to not? Asks the woman who got up at 5am for a little bit of QUIET.

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