I Want
To be where I'm going. I just want to arrive there. I'm tired of the journey. I want papers signed, groceries in the kitchen, kids in and out, phones ringing, and my friends on the patio drinking beer while those awful bugs chirp loud enough to make us hotter than we really are.
posted by Holly @ 9:05 AM
3 Complaints to Management
3 Comments:
Soon.
Hey, how about that? I haven't checked this blog for months, and I manage to stumble in almost immediately after your post.
There must have been some shit. Hope you're OK.
Larry-Yes, there was some shit. It actually even hit the fan. All is well now, though. I'm happy again. I hope all is well with you.
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