If a girl could purr...she'd be screaming

Jun 26, 2007 19:10

Title encompasses the diametric opposition of the emotions I experienced.

Logic be damned - the heart still burns. I thought back to the infant days of my time here, and the time before that, and how I am roughly two years behind on aclamating to normal life but aged - internally. I fear that I truely may become like my grandmother and never realize the full potential of her life because she lived it caring for others. Not to discount her efforts, that woman brought four strong children into this world and an assortment of grandchildren, giving me probably the only reference of a mother figure I've ever had. Her influence early in my days is definetly what saved me and kept my head treading above the water. I wonder whats wrong with my concept of time? It pools around me making each moment, whether yesterday or two years ago, one in the same.

Audrey - you are so precious to me, my little daemon. When I feel at my weakest, and fear panic will take me, you find me, and set it right. You are truely my soul mate in a platonic-non-lesbonic kind of way - you know what I mean. We need to find a medium, either here or there, and like the wonder twins we will become one! No one can brighten me like you.

Soothing melodies quell the beast.
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