|Thoughts|
fatherhood is really a weird thing. you're down and up and down again.
days bleed into each other and weeks simultaneously never end and collapse in on themselves like a black hole
{
sleepcryingwakecuddlesshowercaffeinecryingworkfoodcryingworkDONEcryingwhininglastingfoodplaybedtimeclean
breathe
peace
night
}
really the only thing that keep me from collapsing in with time are breadcrumbs thrown ahead by my lovely wife. the planned events/outings with anyone outside of our own familial vortex.
i'm struggling to conclude this without sounding too depressing.
I have a lot to be thankful for. Really.
{
An incredible wife
3 beautiful children
An amazing church
Great friends
Close family
A home
God
}
Thankfulness, I guess, can help keep a foot on the ground and a lasso around the Earth when you feel like the black hole of endless days and ephemeral weeks is collapsing in on you.
Also this song is nice.
