Sunday, March 09, 2008

It's Sunday

Having one of those pity party days today.. I'm tired, stayed up til after 2 am. Everyone in the house is gone but me and Savannah. Pretty much the story of my life. Me. Alone. Most days I do okay with it. Some days I miss touch. I get hugs from Savannah and kisses from Savannah, but it's not the same. Been over a year abouts, maybe even longer... I can't remember. Just know it's been a long, long time. I guess in the grand scheme of things, it doesn't matter much. Not much does. Things are what they are. Things are the way they are.
Me. Lost.
Somedays I see light at the end of the tunnel and I run and run and run, trying to get to it. But seems like someone always throws water on it, or stands in front of it. I never actually get to the light. The only thing that really keeps me holding on is hope. Hope that things won't always be this way or this bad. But in the back of my mind, I think things have gone wrong basically my whole life.
Gonna go reread Lindsays letter til I have it imprinted on my brain for life.
Happy Sundays are our there somewheres.
Til then, I'm looking.

1 comment:

L. Eubanks said...

keep holdin on!