Oct 29, 2003 22:54
My house is burning down.
That might seem a bit mellodramatic, but its the truth. I live in southern California and in the midst of all that chaos and drama that runs through T.V., we fail to forget that people's lives are eternally changed by such trivial things. I used to see the special report about fires and earthquakes and all I cared about was the fact that my T.V. shows weren't being shown, but all of a sudden, I am that person, watching that news, waiting to see if I can return home, or if I will be homeless. Am I homeless, has my house burned down? I don't know and I won't know for a few more days, but I know one thing: I miss my bed.
Last night, I lay on my cousin's couch and I sat there, wishing I was not alone. Wishing I had someone to hold in my arms, so that I could feel her heartbeat next to mine. But I am alone now, maybe more than ever. Maybe...