As I juggled between paying credit bills and completing office works, twenty hours seemed too short a time.
Deadlines ringed in my mind like a vulgar praise.
To top it all there was my insomniac brain juggling to stay awake.
Life seemed unmanageable and distressful.
At that moment, my two year old daughter said gently,
“Momsie, Can I have one more candy”
One look at her and all distress seemed to evaporate.
I picked her up in my arms and whispered, “No you can have two” with a peck on her cheeks.
Life was indeed living in those innocent moments.
P.S. This a drabble-fiction in 100 words!