Sinking into confusion; first Tiaan loses his contact lens,
complains of a terrible headache, confesses his glasses
are broken – his dad whisks him away get it fixed – then
I discover the drain is blocked, a terrible smell, cleaned
up the mess amid nausea and chaos
Left for the old-age home with a chair and desk, it is
mom’s dream to be able to sit and write in her own
room, had no breakfast and felt ever so weak – filled
up with energy bars, bananas and chocolate – had
to fight to stay awake while driving home
A chaotic day – at least mom is glad to have a desk as
writing on her bed is not comfortable; after laughing
at a comedy or two life feels better again – but I’m still
not in tune to do my homework, sentences for French
and reading through the agricultural document
09/02/2013
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