Monday, November 12, 2007


So tomorrow is the day. If it goes as it should, I will have to face what I have had to face for most of my adult life. Everything has a natural state. Mine is solitary. I can picture it as any other way.

But if it goes well, well then I have to face the fact of what I am going to put her through. I can't say that it will be worth it for her. She deserves better.

My instinct is to run and do her the favor. But I am pretty sure this is my last stand. If it works, I will just have to do my best to make it worth her pain.

Your feet are going to be on the ground
Your head is there to move you around
If wishes were trees the trees would be falling
Listen to reason
Season is calling

1 comment:

chymberly said...

you think way too much.