I find it difficult to understand myself these days.
I hardly do the things I plan to do.
I'm in the middle of a lot of things right now.
I want to get a bigger appartment.
I want to get a better job.
I also want to immigrate for a while.
I think of these things day in day out.
I've not always been like this.
I wonder what is wrong or right with me.
I need answers.
I need them now.
(or else)
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
My Grandma
She's my Dad's Ma.
She's got ten children, six male and four female.
She's got numerous grandkids and
She's got great-grand kids too.
She's got glaucoma
She can still walk
She can still shout
She can still clap (hard)
She's 90 years old.
She tells lots of stories.
She entralls me with vivid details from yester years.
She's the reason I went to my country home last christmas.
Friday, January 19, 2007
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