Not an Ant on Sunday

Can’t believe it’s still only Sunday.

Feels like I’ve been

Away

From

Home

For

. f . o . r . e . v . e . r . ! . !

Feels like I’m a child again.

Days filled with
Too many new things.
Not enough familiar stuff.
Too many don’t-wanna-do-that things.
Not enough want-to-do-this-instead stuff.

Still, at least I’m not an ant.

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