That time of the afternoon when the only thing left is to live a bit of life before moving on to the next chore that is making dinner.
It's this time that I love the most and hate it when these couple hours get disturbed by incoming kids who've finished homework.
I'm all about the fast lane but sometimes I'd rather just park and not care about the moving traffic at all.
A couple days back I was told that I live in la-la land and it was meant as a compliment. I didn't know what to make of it and don't know still except I'm quite happy with my things though sometimes disgruntled with the heaviness of it all but all in all it's alright.
I could ask for more but then who else but I have to strive for it and my pace is my own.
It's this time that I love the most and hate it when these couple hours get disturbed by incoming kids who've finished homework.
I'm all about the fast lane but sometimes I'd rather just park and not care about the moving traffic at all.
A couple days back I was told that I live in la-la land and it was meant as a compliment. I didn't know what to make of it and don't know still except I'm quite happy with my things though sometimes disgruntled with the heaviness of it all but all in all it's alright.
I could ask for more but then who else but I have to strive for it and my pace is my own.
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