Juniper Pearl

My soul is tired. Actually, my whole body is tired, but I know the reasons for that.
My soul is tired. I’m tired. Everything is tired.

I just want a porch, front or back doesn’t matter, with chairs and a table, and I can sit and drink coffee or tea or whatever, and I want trees, and bushes, and nature of all kinds. I want to sit and drink coffee and stare out, and listen to nature; and I want birds, and squirrels, and whatever else.

I want the house to be clean, and I want someone who uses 99% of the dishes to remember they have arms after they sit at home all day, every day to get up AND DO THE FUCKING DISHES. I’m not a maid.

I’m definitely not YOUR maid.

My soul is tired.

So, so tired.

Coming to another end, and I’ve done nothing. Or at least it feels like nothing.

But, there are plans and we’ll see if they come to fruition because I (you, we) am getting tired of the current. Something’s gotta change, so we’re trying.

We’ve got this…maybe…hopefully.

Yes.