Apr 10, 2007 23:00
My Aunt Barb just passed away a few hours ago after a heroic battle with cancer. She was only 39 years old. I will miss her and her amazing spirit.
Sometimes I wish I could build a wall around myself, so as to never get hurt. I can see myself building it brick by brick each year with each new hurt. What will it take to find the person I am looking for? Will my wall be too high by then?
I am also in paper hell. I cannot wait for the day when I can go to work and come home and not have to think about writing papers and reading assignments. I can't wait to have the time to read for pleasure!
Enough complaining, more action! Ya basta!