Sorry for not updating lately folks. I have had a lot going on around here.
My parents are for sure going to get a divorce. No more trying. Dad flies home from New Zealand today, and Mom is staying there. He is going to send her paperwork.
She doesn't know when she is coming home.
I am also sicksicksick.
I am freezing, yet clammy. Coughing, yet nothing coming up. All I want is for the heat to be turned up and to be left alone.
Everyone keeps calling me to ask me if I am okay...regarding my parents. No. I am not okay.
No. I don't want to talk about it.
RAWB is being so sweet to me. He makes me white tea, makes me drink OJ, and piles me with blankets.
On another note, Red says I am not the same person I used to be. I feel like I am me...just as usual. But she doesn't like "me" and wasn't afraid to tell me so.
How is it that people can hurt you, even as you can't figure out the "why?"
I had a dream last night that a fish was stranded without water. I was trying to find it some, but wasn't coming up with anything besides sand. I was frantic. It just kept twisting and writhing in the bowl...dying in a room full of air.
What the fuck does that mean?
I have been watching Carnivale. I like it. APerfectSonnet loaned it to us. It is wonderful. It echoes with a purely American kind of sadness.
That is all for now. I wanted to let you all know I was here, and that I will start writing every day again.
I need this outlet. This circle of wagons you all provide....♥
XOXO
~Ro
My parents are for sure going to get a divorce. No more trying. Dad flies home from New Zealand today, and Mom is staying there. He is going to send her paperwork.
She doesn't know when she is coming home.
I am also sicksicksick.
I am freezing, yet clammy. Coughing, yet nothing coming up. All I want is for the heat to be turned up and to be left alone.
Everyone keeps calling me to ask me if I am okay...regarding my parents. No. I am not okay.
No. I don't want to talk about it.
RAWB is being so sweet to me. He makes me white tea, makes me drink OJ, and piles me with blankets.
On another note, Red says I am not the same person I used to be. I feel like I am me...just as usual. But she doesn't like "me" and wasn't afraid to tell me so.
How is it that people can hurt you, even as you can't figure out the "why?"
I had a dream last night that a fish was stranded without water. I was trying to find it some, but wasn't coming up with anything besides sand. I was frantic. It just kept twisting and writhing in the bowl...dying in a room full of air.
What the fuck does that mean?
I have been watching Carnivale. I like it. APerfectSonnet loaned it to us. It is wonderful. It echoes with a purely American kind of sadness.
That is all for now. I wanted to let you all know I was here, and that I will start writing every day again.
I need this outlet. This circle of wagons you all provide....♥
XOXO
~Ro
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I might just be able to get a new ID while I'm there. I'm crossing my fingers. If not-there may be no strip club fun for me-or S. He'll be sad. Also-the main reason I'm going is to help someone celebrate their 21st birthday. That'll be pretty difficult if I can't even get into bars.
I'm sorry you don't feel good. I wish I could help.
Maybe next time.