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Saturday, October 01, 2005
- Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye, say goodbye
Stand straight, we’ve drifted past the point of reasons why
Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today, starts today
And the problem always seems to be we’re picking up the pieces on the ricochet
This is the ricochet
So I got this certified letter from my mom today. Certified. Like you get from the IRS or something. I had to sign for it. It was a handwritten note on badly centered home made stationery.
It read, in short, that she's too busy/upset/overwhelmed to see me before I go. To see us, her grandchildren, you know. Us.
Certified.
She lives 45 minutes away.
**
Later, I find I can't resist:
- Dearest La:
It's easier to write these words, so here goes:
Saturday/Sunday won't work for me -- it's all too much for me to deal with right now.
As for stuff: when I have more solid help over a longer period of time I'll deal w/it... and will put aside some treasures you and your family will enjoy.
You're in your "exit mode" how good is that! You will love the East and will have many merry times.
Have a great trip and grand adventure!
Aloha!
Mama
... yeah.
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Comments:
and I thought MY mom was messed up. . . .forget it, the trade thing is off. You deal with yours and I'll handle the crazy French woman.
what's not ok here isn't you. in case you doubted that, even for a sec. in the end she is the impoverished one.
I still need your addy, wench.
I still need your addy, wench.
Tribless... hm, some 37 years later, I'm not sure even I can explain.
Max... is this some weird 'thow me the idol I give you the whip' thing??
Kyri... will email, and thank you.
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Max... is this some weird 'thow me the idol I give you the whip' thing??
Kyri... will email, and thank you.