It's interesting to me that the actual written posts go unread.
Perhaps it would be okay to release some of my more personal pieces here ... but only if I knew they'd go largely unseen .
hmmm ...
Thursday, October 30, 2014
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Thursday, October 9, 2014
today
I went north today to help a friend and decided to drive past the house. I wouldn't have, I don't really care about it at all, but on a lark, I did.
The shrubs are cut way down. No big. It looks bare. Drove around back and as I passed the driveway I was hit with a sharp wave of revulsion. I glanced into the backyard and felt it deep inside me. As I drove away, out of the development, I began to giggle a little. That quickly turned to deep sobbing.
I was free.
I escaped.
Fought and clawed my way out of that cage that I had begun to feel I would never break away from.
Free.
The shrubs are cut way down. No big. It looks bare. Drove around back and as I passed the driveway I was hit with a sharp wave of revulsion. I glanced into the backyard and felt it deep inside me. As I drove away, out of the development, I began to giggle a little. That quickly turned to deep sobbing.
I was free.
I escaped.
Fought and clawed my way out of that cage that I had begun to feel I would never break away from.
Free.
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