Furtive Feelings

It Wasn’t Planned

Empty List

Turns out, not a single company is hiring around here.

February 8, 2009 Posted by | 1 | | Leave a Comment

Store Blues

I cannot believe how many people were packed into a supermarket.  A Friday evening full of loud hustles with children crying and parents rolling their eyes.  I can see how my situation would be worse in another life, but thankfully it is not.  What is to become of us I don’t know, but one thing is sure is that our children are even beginning to see the end of days in front of them.  Blue, red, or pink toys are no longer being brought before their eyes and they are not happy.

February 7, 2009 Posted by | 1 | | Leave a Comment

Trackdown Losses

When things go wrong, returning to the previous seems to be the only positive thing one can do to adjust their life.

February 6, 2009 Posted by | 1 | | Leave a Comment

No

They at least called back.

February 5, 2009 Posted by | 1 | | Leave a Comment

Movie

There’s always that smell when I watch it.  Sweet, gentle, and flowing through the air.  The images on the screen only bring up lost memories of a comfort I once felt: designated movements and warm compassion.  Movies tend to bring out the worst in me; the feelings pour in as if they don’t care about dams that hold them back.   Perhaps a blanket will help me overcome these feelings, or the thought that things will get better.  It is times like these when I wish my family wasn’t miles away, but precious seconds in inches of a warm hug.

February 4, 2009 Posted by | 1 | | Leave a Comment

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