Too Much Bread.

Hello, Dear Reader.

I’m dropping a few lines from here on my couch, where Raja lays on my chest and my eyelids feel like cast-iron saucers about to drop.

If I had even an extra ounce of energy, I’d take the time to look up the Lord of the Rings quote that’s bouncing around my brain.

Ready for retirement, Bilbo says something along the lines of, “I feel like butter spread out over too much bread.”

Mm hmm.

I have so much to be grateful for. So much.

But I am tired.

And I’m realizing—or maybe finally willing to admit to myself—that I cannot do it all, yo.

No one can.

So here’s to spending time on what we do well, and what we truly enjoy.

And right now, that means writing this short message to you, love. Whoever you are, and wherever you may be.

Goodnight.

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SnapDragon is a writer, artist, and cat-mom.

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4 responses to “Too Much Bread.”

  1. Awesome. A few words is all it took. ❤

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  2. well said. and keeping that streak alive…

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