I still wait for the news. I still have no home. Really, I have nothing to my name...and am feeling a creeping depression whenever I see it that way. I'm trying to remain positive.
My brother asks me how I feel, and I tell him: I am in no place to feel anything about anything.
I'm popping a cork tonight...
A party might be in the works, to commemorate everything this place represented for the last 5 years. Once again, I step into the unknown...I need to remember to breathe.
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