Aug 19, 2004 07:31
I find it hard to write when my life is in turmoil. This morning I want to give up just to end the turmoil
Yesterday I went to lunch with a friend whose wife has cancer. It was not a great emotional event, but since he called me, I wanted to be there for him to talk.
I had a good day at work.
I had a few beers and a great talk with another friend.
I came home to aloneness.
r.slime