Panicking a bit about my ability to get a better job, place to live etc. Oh, who am I kidding, I'm panicking about just about everything today.
Anyhow, feel a little better after finding a couple ads for 3-bed homes that should be in my price range once I start getting child support. This apartment is too small for two growing kids and a mom with space issues... The eight year old has me driven nuts with requests for her own room, but sharing with a special needs brother who won't stay out of her stuff is no picnic either...
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
...'
Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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