hear the music in the wind
these sweet sordid roses
put a shadow on my life
tiny goddess
beauty as bare
as a dream
delirious mad love
will we worship the symphony of storm
So. I'm getting divorced from Simon. He's been trying to leave me since before Davey was born.
I'm not even that sad about it now. I was in the beginning but now I'm only occasionally sad. I'll be ok. This isn't the end of the world. My life isn't so terrible...things are pretty good. I'm living with my parents and getting along with them. I'm making money by helping Dad petition, I get paid $2 for every signature. It's a good job. I love NJ...I love living surrounded by nature. The city is so ugly. I exercise, do chores around the house, do errands, go to doctor's appointments, read books and watch TV. It's a good life. I'm pretty happy.
I was re-reading my previous entries in this blog. I used to be pretty artistic. I hope I can get back to that. I feel like all of my creativity has been drained out of me. I really want to rediscover who I am and apply myself to being the best me I can be. I'm going to go back to creating poetry, like the very bad poem written above, and try to do some art as well. I have adult coloring books that I should try.
My back is very bad. I need to find a way to deal with it that doesn't involve substances.
My kids are great, I love them. When I have pictures on this computer, I'll post pics. Or maybe I can find a way to do it from the livejournal app on my phone, They've grown so much since my last post...Davey is now 3, soon to be 4.
Hopefully I'll be able to post more these days. I'm still trying to figure out how to use this brand new laptop (which has a touchscreen! AWESOME!) So more later, I guess.
put a shadow on my life
tiny goddess
beauty as bare
as a dream
delirious mad love
will we worship the symphony of storm
So. I'm getting divorced from Simon. He's been trying to leave me since before Davey was born.
I'm not even that sad about it now. I was in the beginning but now I'm only occasionally sad. I'll be ok. This isn't the end of the world. My life isn't so terrible...things are pretty good. I'm living with my parents and getting along with them. I'm making money by helping Dad petition, I get paid $2 for every signature. It's a good job. I love NJ...I love living surrounded by nature. The city is so ugly. I exercise, do chores around the house, do errands, go to doctor's appointments, read books and watch TV. It's a good life. I'm pretty happy.
I was re-reading my previous entries in this blog. I used to be pretty artistic. I hope I can get back to that. I feel like all of my creativity has been drained out of me. I really want to rediscover who I am and apply myself to being the best me I can be. I'm going to go back to creating poetry, like the very bad poem written above, and try to do some art as well. I have adult coloring books that I should try.
My back is very bad. I need to find a way to deal with it that doesn't involve substances.
My kids are great, I love them. When I have pictures on this computer, I'll post pics. Or maybe I can find a way to do it from the livejournal app on my phone, They've grown so much since my last post...Davey is now 3, soon to be 4.
Hopefully I'll be able to post more these days. I'm still trying to figure out how to use this brand new laptop (which has a touchscreen! AWESOME!) So more later, I guess.