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| As the weeks fly it? |
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| Sometimes days pass in which I can not enjoy anything because I'm too busy in my daily life ... |
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| ... even if my house is made from newspaper - asylum - and sometimes home shopping ... |
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| ... are always at home, my husband works at home in his studio in the garden, and then opportunities for extra outputs there are none ... |
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| ... I do not complain but sometimes I would love to return child, going to school, playing, (have a house like this on!) not to think about anything, even to worry about a task, a question ... |
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| ... and now here I am, mother, woman, wife (the first I put the word "mother" because when I became a woman made me feel) ... |
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| ... I think that my thoughts are a little bit of everything, right? |
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| Have a good weekend (even though bad weather has put at least by me) ... |
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| ... hoping that spring is close ... |
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| ... hello hello kids! |
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