my chair

My special place is my recliner. I got it to rock my baby. Stbeh was so mad about the cost and where to put it. But I wanted it we drove up Allen to pick it up and he yelled the whole way there!! Then he wanted to take it when he left...HA!

I sit here often because it is comfortable. In it, my back doesn't hurt which is a miracle. It is also right by the A/C unit.

I can think here. I have my feet up. I can breath when I sit here. I can slow down. It is like hiding in my closet it is comforting, but more comfortable.

My life seems to get crazier by the day. I can't get a handle on most things. I don't know when I will ever get another job. I don't really want one, but I have to find one.

There is one part of my life I can't seem to align with my life. It doesn't seem to be who I am or what I believe in. It seems to be destroying so much. But at the same time, I keep thinking What if? What if it all goes right and this time ....I guess it doesn't matter. I will not change it. I will not stop it. I just wish it was easier.

I wish my life could be comfortable like my recliner.