dyana · work

Get back into my head

My mind seemed to be everywhere else except my head.

I have dropped my pumps motor (again!), sent a spoon flying across the lab while I was batching, spilt tea on my desk, threw the peeled orange in the bin instead of the skin, almost threw away the bag of expressed milk instead of tissues…and the day is still young.

Wherever you are, mind, please return back into my head.

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