i feel like a week went by yesterday. still sore and tired. remembering thinner when my eye hurts. i computed picked up lunch exercised late waiting. i was just about to leave when she showed up.
Carlos has removed the fear of the check engine light=my freedom to move. mobility. the third family tradition. alcoholism, suicide, fear. mom threatened killing me so many times i grew to prefer death to the family. at least i wouldn't have to tolerate the crazies. like alien locking me in the closet i preferred the peace and solitude to the torture. some people want any attention they can get. i don't. love me or leave me alone.
oh, Trump is an attention addict. he'll say anything do anything for any attention.
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