(Question for a champion: Here we go)
I'm used to it, yet it still feels like a test.
My fridge is empty.
I binge Netflix.
I don't care what I skip for dinner.
I'm becoming a TV pro.
I say yes to after-work drinks with friends.
I leave the office late.
I'm happy.
I'm free.
I'm sad.
I'm missing something (or two).
I savor the silence.
The silence unnerves me.
I struggle to get up in the morning.
I sleep. I nap.
I am, I am, I am…
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a mother without children at home!
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