As the year continues to die,
I continue to ask questions.
Where am I headed?
How do I avoid making the same mistakes?
What have I learned?
Who do I need to forgive before the year ends?
How can I forgive myself?
It has been a long month for me.
I have been exposed to countless strangers and energies.
I opened up and bared my soul.
I am trying not to have any regrets, but it is not easy.
Part of me feels like escaping...running away from holidays, away from friends, away from family...going to HAWAII with Luis...
...away from ALL THE QUESTIONS I AM ASKING...
away from ALL the questions THEY are ASKING...
I am dreading merry happy holidays to you and you and you and you and you and you and you too...who-who-who...ha-ha-ha...fa-la-la-la...more eggnog? Why, yes, thank you my dear. You are working hard I hear. How was your show? How did it go? Midnight mass with cheer. More gifts for the spoiled materialistic little brats who deserve Halloween rats. Am I related to The Grinch? At the moment, I believe he was completely misunderstood...
I wish to be inside a cocoon, until my wings feel strong again.
I crave silence and solitude.
"God may be in the details, but the goddess is in the questions. Once we begin to ask them, there's no turning back." Gloria Steinem
No turning back...
