Portrait of My Mind

The web of my life is falling apart. My kids are fooling around in it, oblivious to everything but themselves. Joy got up and walked away. Logic is hibernating. Enthusiasm has become Indifferent.

I want to brush the web away -- eliminate the difficulties in my life with the stroke of my hand. Be free of all feeling.

But I can't.

Responsibility is still on duty, trying to hold things together. Responsibility won't let me give up. Responsibility insists that I continue to try to repair the web.

This web is my life. It can't be replaced.

It can be re-built.