Thursday 20 December 2018

Top blowing.

Weeks of worry. Sleep deprivation. Unhelpful remarks. Too ill to help. Christmas preparations. Must be normal. Don't tell people I'm not very well. Let's pretend. No presents ready. Christmas Day menu. We've got to have. Too much food not yet bought. Final straw. Spilled drink. Toni playing. I shout at dog. "I'll clean it up tomorrow." I blow my top. Say things I shouldn't. "That'll make a change." "Haven't moved for months." Sleep in separate rooms. Still not talking. Just keep walking.

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