Control
A few days ago, I was walking behind a mother, With two kids, A boy and a girl. In front of them, Were her husband, And what I assume, His parents. They were caught up, In a lively conversation, While she was watching the kids. […]
Month: November 2017
Bad mode
Every now and then, I get into a bad mode, That’s not a typo for mood, It really is a mode. It feels like my brain, Gets rewired, And urges me, “Let’s think about all the bad stuff now, shall we?”, Like there is no […]