Light cloud cover
Slept after work, woke up, slept some more.
Needed it.
Worked midnight to 8 a.m. shift.
Tired, sick to my stomach, not my idea of a good shift.
Steve says it'll be necessary from time to time.
Started out dark and scary
Ended up I like the quiet and the alone
but then nothing happened.
Not sure I'd have the same feelings if something did.
The city is beautiful at night without many people crawling all over it
with their vehicles and their emission of sounds.
4th was fun.
Michelle and I were supposed to go downtown.
She bailed at the last minute trying to force me into another venue
I called Bob, he let me come out there,
he fed me, talked a long time about sons
we went before the rain and saw the dry beginning
stayed for the soaking wet ending, laughing.
He showed me his new work shop,
he has a picture of my legs hanging on his bulletin board.
The place is a work of art. He held me tight
told me he will always love me. A good ex-husband who says he
cannot believe I am alone again.
I guess I just don't much care anymore.
I am a lucky woman and better off alone than with
the men who are always looking for the next best thing.
Michael Jackson was a great musician, showman.
I never believed the charges against him.
He was a man/child. Mostly child.
I didn't watch his funeral, too hard. I'm preferring to think
that he's on the road and I'll buy another c.d.
Steve McNair was a great football player.
Made me appreciate the game more.
His other side is none of my business.
I wish the media would let him go but
for his family's sake.
Uniform didn't fit well, altered.
Poly, hot in the summer, cold in the winter.
I don't look half bad in black but am sure having
trouble with all the things that are attached to that belt.
Peeing with all that on is another problem.
I pray to be safe out there on the streets.
I dreamed I was someplace dirty,
a man with a knife cut me across the stomach
I fell on the floor and he had a greasy looking smile
he came towards me with the knife as I lay on the floor
I begged him by saying "Please don't stick that in me,
I'm already bleeding to death, just give me some time."
I woke up scared and the usual, alone.
I lay there, eyes wide open looking around to make sure
I was in my own bed and no one was inside the house.
I'm not sure what it means but feel
it may have something to do with the new job.
G'day
Needed it.
Worked midnight to 8 a.m. shift.
Tired, sick to my stomach, not my idea of a good shift.
Steve says it'll be necessary from time to time.
Started out dark and scary
Ended up I like the quiet and the alone
but then nothing happened.
Not sure I'd have the same feelings if something did.
The city is beautiful at night without many people crawling all over it
with their vehicles and their emission of sounds.
4th was fun.
Michelle and I were supposed to go downtown.
She bailed at the last minute trying to force me into another venue
I called Bob, he let me come out there,
he fed me, talked a long time about sons
we went before the rain and saw the dry beginning
stayed for the soaking wet ending, laughing.
He showed me his new work shop,
he has a picture of my legs hanging on his bulletin board.
The place is a work of art. He held me tight
told me he will always love me. A good ex-husband who says he
cannot believe I am alone again.
I guess I just don't much care anymore.
I am a lucky woman and better off alone than with
the men who are always looking for the next best thing.
Michael Jackson was a great musician, showman.
I never believed the charges against him.
He was a man/child. Mostly child.
I didn't watch his funeral, too hard. I'm preferring to think
that he's on the road and I'll buy another c.d.
Steve McNair was a great football player.
Made me appreciate the game more.
His other side is none of my business.
I wish the media would let him go but
for his family's sake.
Uniform didn't fit well, altered.
Poly, hot in the summer, cold in the winter.
I don't look half bad in black but am sure having
trouble with all the things that are attached to that belt.
Peeing with all that on is another problem.
I pray to be safe out there on the streets.
I dreamed I was someplace dirty,
a man with a knife cut me across the stomach
I fell on the floor and he had a greasy looking smile
he came towards me with the knife as I lay on the floor
I begged him by saying "Please don't stick that in me,
I'm already bleeding to death, just give me some time."
I woke up scared and the usual, alone.
I lay there, eyes wide open looking around to make sure
I was in my own bed and no one was inside the house.
I'm not sure what it means but feel
it may have something to do with the new job.
G'day