Stress - All the Answers!

Stress,

The long drive in the dark before the dawn,

The hard daily grind at work,

The swallowed insult,

The arrogant boss,

The useless colleagues I have to carry,

The parking fine,

The long drive home again, in darkness.

To a wife in stress,

The old car,

The washing machine,

Her own job,

The twins misbehaving,

That damned dog again,

She vents all her steam at me,

A stream of acid vitriol by way of a welcome.

Everyday I ask the same questions.

Why…do I bother to go to work?

Why don’t I punch that pencil neck office creep out?

Why doesn’t she try to see it all from my angle?

Why did I come home at all?

And..everynight I get the same answers.

“Good-night Papa”

In stereo.

With a kiss and a cuddle.

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