Mar. 9th, 2005

liralen: Finch Painting (Default)
I'm under some pressure, at work. Just stuff that as to be done.

I was concentrating on something, last nght, that was just driving me insane. Jet comes into the room, "What are you doing?"

"Working."

"Oh."

A beat.

"Love you, Momma!" said with a huge grin.

I break. I grin back. "Thank you, Jet. I love you, too." And when I went back to doing things it wasn't so bad, anymore.
liralen: Finch Painting (Default)
I'm under some pressure, at work. Just stuff that as to be done.

I was concentrating on something, last nght, that was just driving me insane. Jet comes into the room, "What are you doing?"

"Working."

"Oh."

A beat.

"Love you, Momma!" said with a huge grin.

I break. I grin back. "Thank you, Jet. I love you, too." And when I went back to doing things it wasn't so bad, anymore.

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