Getting it done

I worry myself sick thinking about a grown ass man. I know he’s still sick.

I wanted to be the one to feed him, watch over and take care of him.

I think he wants to see us, later. He asked what we were doing, later.

Hes

I think he needs something.

I told him I’m just home, cleaning.

Tomorrow,  i will go to leesport if its as beautiful out as today is. Leesport is a flea market and they just opened this past weekend but it rained.

I may even sell, but not today…