This morning I would buy Rahua Hydration Detangler + UV Barrier just to try.

Nick keeps sitting down to eat and Flo keeps asking him to get another thing for her. She’s making kitchen concoctions. Then Nick says I need to eat and Flo says ok. Seconds later she asks him to get something else. Inside my head things are clanging. I should wrap up what I’m doing. Nick has been facilitating Flo’s morning, and I’ve been taking care of myself. I don’t like mom-guilt plotlines. I think we all can have guilt for taking time for ourselves, mom or not. Maybe moms do carry a bit extra, but mom guilt feels like a commodity to me, here, now, in this moment. A crutch. Too easy to fall back on. Tension. I do feel tension that I’m spending time writing on site I spent money making with no clear end, no profit, no definable value-add. Cross-tension, coming from having so much to say with so little confidence in its being worth saying. Cross-tension, from dreams as big as you please and the distance from them feeling as big as the dream itself. A mathematical paradox, the bigger the dream, the bigger the distance, until you find the formula that lets you increase the dream by getting nearer to it. Where, when, does this happen?

Also, does Rahua Hydration Detangler happen to help with those cross-tensions?