Friday, May 30, 2008


I’m not slick. I’m not interesting. I’m probably boring. I’m plain. I’m a no-nonsense sort of person. But, these days the emotions can well up in me sometimes like I’m a different person. Just a song, just a silly little song with a guy singing country can reach right in and grab my uterus and twist it right up. Not like it hurts. It’s like my whole insides do a flash back to the time I was young and juicy and I’m not 52 anymore for a couple of minutes.

I wonder if my mother ever felt like that? She never said anything like that to me.

So, I have to get my mind back on track again and not worry about it. I’ve got other things to do. I’ve got other things I want to do. And, suddenly I want to do them all real fast.


Anji said...

I know how you feel. Years are not the best way to measure how old we are. I've been 26 for the past 26 years. I've been wondering recently if my Granny felt like that!

Donna said...

You two SNAP OUT OF IT!!! You're Young, Beautiful and terribly GIFTED!!! I ought 'ta am I !!!!!!LOLOL.....