My Life on the Tightrope

My life is a high wire, tight rope act performed without a net. It’s a circus complete with clowns and a car with too many things and too little space. It’s a contortionist act of reaching the toy fallen just behind my seat while navigating traffic.

It’s early morning juggling and late-night death-defying tricks to manage baths and bedtime and late night fevers. My life never sleeps in, never stops.

My life is a business with budget meetings of one and seduction scheduled between soccer practice and ballet and school plays. It’s assignments completed only to be due again tomorrow.

It’s work without sick days but with all the benefits in the world. I take work home with me. I work on vacation. I clock in and never clock out, and the employees plan revolts over vegetables and pajamas and which movie they want to watch.

My life is beautiful and exhausting and filled with magic.

It’s spectacle, heartache, and wonder.

So much wonder.