Sunday, August 31, 2008
A little insight
inside my head: swirling whirling panic
outside my head: the news reports
color: white, like a stormy sky
taste: chewing my lip
mood: this one is too hard to answer, i may just eliminate it in the future
looking forward to: that eventual conversation
to avoid: invasive questions
carer choice: stay at home mom
wishing: he would call
fear: that wishing makes me "that girl"
the most awful thing about it is that if something horrible happens, no one will know to tell me. stupid storm. stupid girl.