10/25/07

it has been seven hours since i got home.  i saw my mother for five minutes.  sometimes, i think, living alone is enough to make a person go a little crazy.  you get into your own world and you don’t have to leave, because there is nothing dragging you out.  there isn’t even a little something knocking on the door and asking if you would like to come out and play because the sun was shining a while ago, but now it’s dark and comes quicker ever night.

my father is visiting when i will be too busy to visit with him.  this makes me heavy hearted and sad.