The Daily Struggle

My hands are clenched tight and my brow is furrowed.
I push, push, push, and b-r-e-a-t-h-e
I focus, my teeth clenched and swear profusely.
I push, push, push and b-r-e-a-t-h-e
The latin pop song is distant and tinny.
I push, push, push and b-r-e-a-t-h-e
Almost there, almost there... I see it!
I push, push, push the gas pedal
and I'm at the exit for my daughter's middle school...

We've finished our color sketch for the mural at the school. I'll submit it for approval tomorrow. We'll also submit to the TB test, criminal background check, and turn in various other forms all so we can hang around school grounds and paint the wall...


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