Thursday is the first access day of the week for me to my children, a designated spot in time in which they’re all mine, and not shared, in which I once more become daddy, and not just some visitor in their house. Thursday is when I become the person I should be, when my life has a meaning it was meant to have. Thursday is the day I leave work with more enthusiasm than jim carey at a kids party….Thursday is the night I drive home late crying…
I was hounding someone…. 😀 made me think
For years I’ve craved security. At what price did it come?
I don’t know when I wrote this one, but I like it.
How happy are you really? Do you smile in appreciation of your happiness, or appreciation of anothers? How true, and how convincing can your smiles be? It seems with practise, no-one can tell.
I wonder, will you read the many aspects to this comparison?
Too many barriers?
Wide open spaces Decorated with people with wide open eyes Searching, prying, examining My non-existant sanctuary The missing walls Doorless entrance Barless, Glassless windows Unsacred… Read More »Trapped