I'm listening to obscure music in purgatory this evening... Smug... Drinking my cocktail at 7:18PM... I know... "There he goes again... He's lost his mind." I guess I have. Just standing in the corner of my dusty past... Going through things in my mind that don't add up. Going through things that shouldn't be... Where is she? My baby girl... Is she OK tonight? I watch cars pass by, and I think, "are their lives good?" I watch people all around. I see when people have somewhere to go. Can you all see that I have nowhere to go? Is it that obvious? It's OK. No one reads this stuff anyway...
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
I'm listening to obscure music in purgatory this evening... Smug... Drinking my cocktail at 7:18PM... I know... "There he goes again... He's lost his mind." I guess I have. Just standing in the corner of my dusty past... Going through things in my mind that don't add up. Going through things that shouldn't be... Where is she? My baby girl... Is she OK tonight? I watch cars pass by, and I think, "are their lives good?" I watch people all around. I see when people have somewhere to go. Can you all see that I have nowhere to go? Is it that obvious? It's OK. No one reads this stuff anyway...
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life is an illusion that we each create..... you are one of the most creative people i know... put whatever you wish on the canvas
I read it! Good post although now I want a cocktail...
Kate xx
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