made a call, sent an email

starting to move
made a move
a little first reaction

still wake up sad
still want to go to sleep when my baby stops needing me in the end of the day

the day keeps being huge and slow
and yet the time slides and leaves zero "dones"

can´t stand the idea of house-wifing
can´t stand the cooking, the cleaning, the tidding
more than when i had no time to do them

it´s been two weeks now
feels like having been left
a sort of mournig

but
fuck
it was just a job and they weren´t that nice