Moment

Her head rested on her arm, which had flung itself along the breakfast bench. She needed to take a moment. She’d forgotten to do that today, take a moment that is, just a moment for herself, to breathe consciously.

Dashing between roles of Mother, Employee, Friend, Sister and Wife, she hadn’t scheduled a moment to step inside time and stand still.

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