Nov 24, 2004 09:41
Ever get the feeling that something's off? Something's wrong and you can quite put your finger on it. Some tanigable thing just below the surface. And when you glimpse it, it's there for a second before it's gone, and you're left wondering if it was ever there at all. Like a fire. Like a poison. A minor numbness you can barely feel. I can't shake it, no matter how hard I try. It's there, but it's not. Like sensing a presence in a room, and then there's no one there.
That's why I've decided to go home, spend a some time with mom. Alone. No Harry. No Carla.
Just me and mum.
Maybe I should get a reading while I'm up there...
I dunno when I'll be back.