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The Hope, the Weight, the Fear
Aug. 1st, 2021 11:37 am I heard the distant thunder, or thought I did, as I was doing my AM personal care. Then I heard it again, this time closer. And when I walked into the living room, I could see, through the slightly parted drapes, that the pavement was wet.
And now the rain and the thunder are all around, intermittent but falling and sounding from overhead. And so I'm thinking of moving the bike to the basement to do the half-hour routine on the trainer which is always, grudgingly, thankfully, my plan B for such a day.
In about an hour, I have to drive my grandson to work because the restaurant opens earlier on Sunday than during the rest of the week. So I do have that, these days, to help structure my life.
I also have the hope that his father is not out there, somewhere, sheltering under a bridge to get out of the rain. I have that, along with the weight, the fear, that he perhaps is...
LPK
Dreamwidth
8.1.21
And now the rain and the thunder are all around, intermittent but falling and sounding from overhead. And so I'm thinking of moving the bike to the basement to do the half-hour routine on the trainer which is always, grudgingly, thankfully, my plan B for such a day.
In about an hour, I have to drive my grandson to work because the restaurant opens earlier on Sunday than during the rest of the week. So I do have that, these days, to help structure my life.
I also have the hope that his father is not out there, somewhere, sheltering under a bridge to get out of the rain. I have that, along with the weight, the fear, that he perhaps is...
LPK
Dreamwidth
8.1.21
