The Laundry, the children, the art

son

Still slowly learning and building ideas

They pile on top of each other

on top of me.

As if they were the unfolded laundry and I

the couch being buried underneath.

Though ideas are a lot more fun to contemplate then the afore mentioned pile.

Pile seems too small and sturdy a word for the monstrosity of cloth ….

So

 I focus on the other stuff

the learning of  new things

1 Comment

  1. elenacaravela says:

    Terrific!

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