Crumbly Muffin

This morning I got a blueberry muffin to share with June. It was impossible to eat. The thing just fell apart in my hands. All crumbs. I realized how it is an apt metaphor for my life right now. I'm trying to do things in chunks, yet they keep becoming more and more detailed and time consuming. It is overwhelming.
And hard to keep track of.
And disappointing.
Like a crumbly muffin.

1 comment:

  1. tOn the bright side, the crumbs are tasty too. I hope things get easier for you.


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