An Eighth Shot of Espresso: Coffee and Creativity on Mum's Third Shift

Broom in hand the bristles whisper against the floor as they all go about their evening as usual my husband brought a cake but I sweep and sweep as he sits at his computer and watches YouTube with the headphones on: Unhappy birthday to me I guess It's nothing special.

Another trip around the sun I don't have time to get philosophical when real life goes on. Kids have a half day of school Christmas in a week presents to wrap last minute gifts to get family trip to plan And yet a year older but not necessarily a year wiser the twenty-first anniversary of my twenty-ninth birthday but I hardly feel it There are places to go things to do people to meet stories to write and life to live.