If, the girl whispers, I do not go into the fire I will not be able to live with my soul. -Adrienne Rich, "Leaflets"
Saturday, June 23, 2007
when, oh when?
Sometimes I feel like time is getting away from me. Right now, there's a ton of laundry that needs to be done, the lawn needs a mow, the weeds along the side of the house need pulled, I need to be fed. We have two parties and a Varnish Cooks gig to attend later. It's been one thing after another. When can I rest?