siobhanh
there was a chance she would find trouble at the house but she made her way there knowing that her family needed her. she thought about the nights he came home drunk and wreaked havok and hoped things wouldn't be that bad this time. her mother had called earlier and asked her to come home.
i was sinking into a deep sleep until the stupid phone rang and woke me up. after that i was awake all night thinking.
ah to be transported off the earth and away to an ethereal place - serene and calm no anxiety where love prefers and all defer to it's mastery - swirling and sailing in the breeze and softly gently landing on the surface of the gentle cottony surface fo the planet away from earth
i saw a deer running through the field he crossed the street in front of me and into another field something must have really scared him he was running so fast
succeed is or success is relative you can succeed at failing in fact i don't really like the word that much
repeat offender. aren't we all. destined to repeat the past i have seen it repeatedly in my life. it is a learning process to begin to do things differently. even writing i need to do that differently too.
a thread of email conversations - a thread that runs through my life - fabric sewn with a thread - thread that holds my life together which is worn and frayed in some areas i will need some more thread to reinforce the links that are weak
i seem to feel it all the ptime. punishment is awful -0 since i was a kid = mental - it's the worst kind. not being a good typist this exercise doens't work too well for me but it's probably a good thing for me to do. how about you?
i had a near miss this morning driving to the writer's workshop at which i don't feel near good enough amongst the company of some very talented people and i am not near good enough at these spontaneous exercises.
i will never have the answers. don't even know the questions really. i do notice that many people know the answers and want to tell them to me. i'm sick of other peoples answers. they're just afraid of the dark , aren't you. i am.
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