Bonnie is in St Louis, and that is where I want to be, with her and my little girl and my swimming-in-the-dark son. But here is where I have to be a little bit longer. Everything is coming rushing in at us faster and faster. I can’t think about anything but that. Fourteen days away. I feel like everything is coming to an end: pregnancy, life, son, job. All I can do is stare out the window, and in my mind I am already on a Greyhound heading east.
Wednesday afternoon, no sooner, unless there’s a sudden change in circumstances. Wednesday afternoon.
please don't feel alone - you are so not.
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