I want to go so badly. I want to just slip away, in my usuall way and be so caught up in the conversation that I forget to come back. I am more comfortable there now. I can see it as my home and not just a wonderous place to visit. My body seems more at ease with out me. I think perhaps that last time I could have left, but for the dear sweet angel who kissed my cheek. "it will make you better" I came back only to smile at that wonderously simple belief.
Thursday, September 19, 2002