As I’m doing my laundry, I become emotional.
It’s been a rough week.
I’m sad, angry and discouraged.
Is anyone genuine anymore?
[Feels like I’m surrounded by selfishness]
As I rid myself of things, I find it necessary to include, more people.
As I “Prepare,”
I think of those, I love and will miss.
And I think of the relationships, that will end, when death comes.