Count to ten. Count to twenty. Count to ten thousand. Count for ten years until they've gone to college. That's a long time to be counting. Don't count on me making it that long. Something's got to give.
I have not seen the plays in town, Only the computer printouts. I have not read the latest books, Only the Wall Street Journal. I have not heard a bird sing this year, Only the ringing of the phones. I have not taken a walk anywhere, But from the parking lot to my office. I have not shared a feeling in years, But my thoughts are known to all. I have not listened to my own needs, But what I want I get. I have not shed a tear in ages. I have arrived. Is this where I was going?
I was much further out than you thought, and not waving but drowning. Complicated, intense,stressed, tired. Difficult to get to know and hard to love. Rarely admit vulnerability - never accept help. Standing note to self: "must try harder".
Don't worry - I've got something that will help.
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