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i drive home on automatic and am surprised when I arrive at my destination i eat dinner gratefully savouring food prepared by hands not my own i write this feeling the warmth of the fire on my back hearing the splashes and giggles of kids in the bath surrounded by the chaos created by two busy children enjoying the luxury of ten precious minutes TO MYSELF before the chaos swirls about me again and know that i am content content in this moment replete, satisfied, pleased beyond measure i am the contents of each moment which moves through me and through which i move
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC
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i drive home on automatic and am surprised when I arrive at my destination i eat dinner gratefully savouring food prepared by hands not my own i write this feeling the warmth of the fire on my back hearing the splashes and giggles of kids in the bath surrounded by the chaos created by two busy children enjoying the luxury of ten precious minutes TO MYSELF before the chaos swirls about me again and know that i am content content in this moment replete, satisfied, pleased beyond measure i am the contents of each moment which moves through me and through which i move
melodramatika
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC
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