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Sometimes

doing the same thing every morning is safe and familiar.

Sometimes

saying the same thing every day is like putting on a lead coat.

Sometimes

returning dirty dishes to be rewashed, I wonder, “Is it worth it?”

Sometimes

 I am mean and impatient and full of guilt.

Sometimes

I see that I live in great comfort.

Sometimes

I think evil thoughts.

Sometimes

his warm hands on my feet are all I have.