Balancing Act
My world is like an overzealous retail store,
too many bright colors, lights, choices—
sensory overload. I counteract it with
routine. Get up, turn on the computer,
check email, shower and such, breakfasts,
pray, poem, get the trio out the door,
alternate seat work and feet work. Troops
come home. Settle in, fix supper, relax,
bed time. Daily trying to find balance
between boredom and insanity.
Maybe I’ll try to do something
out of the ordinary each day,
but then, will that become mundane?
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