STOP. CRAPPING. OUT. ON. ME!
I am too young to be this tired. Seriously, I supply you with food and take a daily supplement to help you along. But you consistently fail me. Even CJ and Carter know mommy has to take a nap... 3-4 hours at a clip. They are 2 and 3- they are the ones needing the nap.
I beg of you, Knock it off! I feel as if I am sleeping my life away.
Thank you in advance for your cooperation
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- Not only am I addicted to chaos, I attract it. So here I sit blogging my musings for all of you to read.
ALONE - one of my favorite poems
Alone
by Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were--I have not seen
As others saw--I could not bring
My passions from a common spring--
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow--I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone--
And all I lov'd--I lov'd alone--
Then--in my childhood--in the dawn
Of a most stormy life--was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still--
From the torrent, or the fountain--
From the red cliff of the mountain--
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold--
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by--
From the thunder, and the storm--
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view--
by Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were--I have not seen
As others saw--I could not bring
My passions from a common spring--
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow--I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone--
And all I lov'd--I lov'd alone--
Then--in my childhood--in the dawn
Of a most stormy life--was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still--
From the torrent, or the fountain--
From the red cliff of the mountain--
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold--
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by--
From the thunder, and the storm--
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view--
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