Surviving the Days ... and the Weeks and the Torment.


Words I write don't necessarily make sense to you... I don't expect them to, maybe I don't even want them to... The thoughts are written fragmented and incomplete! I do not write for any form of external validation.. What you read may not have the same meaning as what I write... But do not underestimate the personal significance of my words! An essential part of who I am is only evident in my writing... It had been locked away after it was used against me... Everything you need, in order to hurt me, is right here!

Friday, April 15, 2005

One night break

"I am in the general vicinity of somewhere I know"

These words from my mother, although may be true, hold little comfort

Driving anywhere with her if nothing else provides amusement

She's a woman who always knows exactly where she is,

But is not often, at that moment, where she thinks she is!

My stomach pains from too much laughter, but I made it home!

An unplanned night out to a concert neither of us intended to go to

Provided us both plenty of laughs, only in part thanks to Devine Miss M

Tomorrow assures me of more entertainment, my little sisters arrive.

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