Saturday, 24 March 2018

Daily Habits

She would jog past my house every morning, usually around 7, ever since we moved in, so as that was when Carl would be watching his cartoon and I had a chance to smoke, we saw each other most mornings.

She clearly looked down on me, and my habit. But what business of hers was it? I loved my son with all my heart, but with his difficulties it took up so much time, I needed something.

Then I met her in the support group and felt bad.

Then found out she could afford live in help and felt better.

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