Okay, calm…

Now that a few hours have passed and the waves of anxiety and stress have long run out of steam, and my daughter has found her old bath chair and refuses to quit playing on her tablet in the kitchen on the bath chair with her blanket. The day feels a lot more normal than it actually was, but is it strange to feel “at one” with the chaos? I’m not sure that I would be able to survive in a completely peaceful existence. I thrive under pressure.

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