Introspective

Have you ever gotten yourself into a place where, emotionally, you feel like you're going to explode? Like you can't express yourself, and you know it's just a matter of time until you go "wacky-ass" on someone? Ha... I know that my dear twinsey, Jayleigh, knows what I'm talking about.

Anyways... in the past two years, I've felt like that a lot. But... rarely have I done it. Last night, Kiki took the train up here and we went to a concert together. She's so sweet and nice and thoughtful.... but she wanted to talk about me and her dad, and about her mom (the wretch who hates me) and about how she doesn't approve that I am sleeping with her dad, but that she also loves him and me in spite of it.

After the concert, I took her back to meet with her dad. Something clicked inside of me. A click of responsibility? Okay. A click of "It's gonna be alright?" Yup.

In all of the time I spend worrying about my relationship with M.W., about how his ex hates me... and whether or not his kids love me or not... I've forgotten that I'm living my life!!!

And what a life it is! It's raining out and I'm going to flip on a sweatshirt and walk to the gym. With my bumbershoot.

Peace

Dot.