I seriously think the gravitational pull of the impending full moon has sucked every sane fiber out of my brain, through my nose, and sprayed it onto the mirror in which I find myself gazing with an increasingly critical and unforgiving eye. I had a piercing revelation today, and it has rocked me to my core. I feel shaken. Alone. Like the child who has slept under the delusion that her blanket will keep her safe from harm, my soul is kept no more safe by my morbid miscalculation of the level of disdain that people feel when they look at me.
People hate what they fear and judge what they don't understand. But the thing is.... I'm the chief among them. I am the bully in my head.
"""OH MY"""
I wanna hug you.
Posted by: naomi | June 18, 2008 at 12:33 AM
(((((((( Sweetie!!! )))))))))
"I will CUTTTT him!" Are you ok?
Call me!!!
Posted by: Mom | June 18, 2008 at 12:17 PM
Strangely enough, machete sales go up during a full moon.
FACT.
Posted by: Graham | July 06, 2008 at 11:42 PM