Feeling Small Again

This week at work has been so monotonous, my head's spinning. I've been sitting at this desk all day long with nothing to do except stare out the window and dream of better days. My partner isn't around much these days, he’s busy building his career too. But last night, after a long day, something unexpected happened. We started talking about old memories, times when we first played mommy and daddy in our relationship. It was like stepping back into that dynamic where I could let go of everything and just be taken care of for once. He dressed me up as his little girl, complete with pigtails and a dress. Sitting there in my favorite baby doll pajamas, feeling small again made all the stress melt away. But when it was over, reality hit hard. The day ahead is still dull and endless. I don't know how many more weeks like this I can handle without feeling lost.