When I was a little girl I would sink on the floor of my room at bedtime, lean against my bed and begin to whimper not a cry or a ball or a whine just whimper away the frustrations of the day coming to an end when I was just getting ready to begin, it seemed as though nighttime came too soon and there was still so much more to do, when I was a little girl, and I would wonder about this emotion I never planned, I didn't ever know it would even happen until left alone with the sheep and the stars until left alone in with the dark then sleep and wake to a new day like yesterday never happened. . .
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