I am tired. I have so many things to do, I think I'm writing poetry as a way of avoiding the things I ought to be doing.
Yesterday I wrote a poem about my daughter's overdose three years ago. It was the first time I have reflected on how I felt in any significant way. I have put it up on poets.com. It is a very painful thing to work on, but it was time to exorcise those demons.
Ok. Stats meeting now.
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