My brain is full, full, full...(I'm beginning to sound a little like Jacob Two Two in triplicate - Jen Three Three)
In fact the very first line I initially wrote was "my brian is full, full, full..." Whomever this mysterious Brian is has a full belly or full cranium or full something...
One child sleeping, one holed up behind sofa (his own choosing) humming, my freshly soiled runners beside the back door after some re-configuration of daffodils, and brain ready to flip the off switch. Or has it already been flipped?
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