thoughts of the morning
Gah! I hate it when I care so much I just start talking because I "have to offer help" and then feel like I said all the wrong things... sadness
on a odd note I drove by the old townhouse the other day and looks like it was sold... not sure how I feel about that yet. On one hand there is a bit of relief and closure, but on the other a sense of loss and something I quite put a finger on... it's strange
on a odd note I drove by the old townhouse the other day and looks like it was sold... not sure how I feel about that yet. On one hand there is a bit of relief and closure, but on the other a sense of loss and something I quite put a finger on... it's strange