I guess the idea for me is to say things here that I might not say aloud. Talk to myself....even the tinest things that do not matter to anyone else but me. I need to talk....but to who? Myself I guess.
Monday, January 27, 2014
i wish I were a flea
I wish I were a little flea so that I could climb into the soft fur behind Abby's ear and fall fast asleep.
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