Solange is in pain. She suffers so much. The change of countries, a cause of allergies? Humidity and pollens, warm weather are for sure possible causes. Swollen eyes, red spots on her face and her neck. Frustration and irritation: anger. Waking up in the morning. The days are so long. The summer just set and we appreciate the difference with Rabat and even with Cassis. The time between sun rise and the sun set seems here so never ending. Projects now to start, spring is a new beginning and summer is the key. To fullfill all those feelings we longed for, Indian summer. But today everything just went wrong. She stood next to my bed, talked, while I woke up, sleepy still, not accurate. She hates this, so logic. Misunderstanding. Her frustration, I search for a solution. Her face expresses desperation, she must be in a terrible mood, exhausted. This is not fair. Her skin so red. A face you don't want to show.
My reaction is not the one she's waiting for, I understand her way of acting, her sisters support her in her behavior, while I back off. Time out. My brains work quickly and I get back to her. She is my source of strong caracter. I need to be here for her. That's my role. She's amazing. A teen. A locoid cream and a massage, both ingredients bring some release.
My reaction is not the one she's waiting for, I understand her way of acting, her sisters support her in her behavior, while I back off. Time out. My brains work quickly and I get back to her. She is my source of strong caracter. I need to be here for her. That's my role. She's amazing. A teen. A locoid cream and a massage, both ingredients bring some release.