I saw a C-300 on the parking lot today.
A beautiful white C-300, with dazzling red backlights.
For a moment, I though it is my car.
For a moment, I thought I had my life back.
I was happy, active, healthy, running around in my high heels, in my darling car.
I even almost got the house done.
Look what happens to me now.
Who is going to help me? Nobody.
Everybody is asking me to do things for them.
Everybody is taking time and energy away from me.
Who is going to help me?
Who is going to share my load?
No one.