Winter Walks and Baby Thoughts.
I went for a walk with mosis...around the block. I love the way that different parts of the neighborhood make me feel different. Everything is always being connected to something, sometime else...so many different flooding feelings of remembered times with every step. Coming home was a drag.
But before I got home I got rather excited about this new way of life I am becoming a part of. Almost like adolescence with all the fresh unkowns...I thought life was done being interesting and new...
Then I get home and I get nauseous, I get bored. I get frustrated. I want my own home. I want I want I want.
But before I got home I got rather excited about this new way of life I am becoming a part of. Almost like adolescence with all the fresh unkowns...I thought life was done being interesting and new...
Then I get home and I get nauseous, I get bored. I get frustrated. I want my own home. I want I want I want.