home is alright
there was a wreck on southbound 35 yesterday. coming up over the hill, i couldn't see the wreckage, but i counted twelve sets of flashing lights. i joined the rubberneckers as i passed and saw a few slightly damaged cars and then two that were completely flat. one had the top ripped off of it. i spent the next few miles thinking about how fragile life is and how quickly it can pass. i became nervous and frightened and then i saw a bird. it flew into the hood of my car and then the windshield. i ducked and covered my head with my hands. remembering i was still driving, i quickly sat upright just in time to see the bird hit the highway behind me and disappear under a car that was following too closely.
i've met some great people lately and i hope the trend continues.
i tossed and turned in bed last night. thoughts running rapidly through my head and i was tempted over and over again to get out of bed and write some of them down. i should have. i can't remember them now. i can only remember thinking 'i want him to bring me flowers because i love them, not because i want him to.' that hardly even makes sense.
:squeaksqueak:
one day i could not get the phrase 'rape fantasy' out of my head. it was just repeating continuously until i wrote it down. scrolling like a headline, flashing like a neon sign, scribbled continuously with mental pen and paper. i don't even know where to begin with that one.
i've met some great people lately and i hope the trend continues.
i tossed and turned in bed last night. thoughts running rapidly through my head and i was tempted over and over again to get out of bed and write some of them down. i should have. i can't remember them now. i can only remember thinking 'i want him to bring me flowers because i love them, not because i want him to.' that hardly even makes sense.
:squeaksqueak:
one day i could not get the phrase 'rape fantasy' out of my head. it was just repeating continuously until i wrote it down. scrolling like a headline, flashing like a neon sign, scribbled continuously with mental pen and paper. i don't even know where to begin with that one.