You’ve been out searching and I’m running wild
You’re close behind me and I’m just a child
You’re never tired and I’m losing steam
If I stray from the fold, don’t stop looking for me
It’s been years since I looked you straight in the eye
My eyes have been wandering
Your tears fill the sky
Don’t stop your crying
I hear your sweet voice
Can I stay long? Do I have a choice?
Where are the others? So perfect and true..
Won’t they run away now? They need you too….
And I’m running wild; I know that you care
Don’t ever stop your looking
I’m out there somewhere
And I’m running wild; I know that you care
Don’t ever stop your looking
I’m out there somewhere
I feel a bit like running wild today. I’m exhausted. This last two weeks of school (I work in a school; so I mean the last two weeks with kids in the building) are kicking my butt. I’ve had seven IEP/MFE meetings in two days so far. By Friday, I will have had 13. I’m getting between five and six hours of sleep each night, and it’s wearing on me, to say the least. So I’m definitely looking forward to the last day with kids- June 7 (my 32nd birthday- in lieu of gifts; you can send a memorial to my fallen/migrating hair). I’m also definitely looking forward to my reduced work hours during the summer and my 3 week break.
In other news, we’re getting ready to embark on a new phase in our life as Kirsten’s mom prepares to move back to MN on Monday. Perhaps I’ll write more about that later….
