Monday, April 6, 2009

the future holds

gullible. Raw emotion. You let people in. You feel safe. Open more and more. Only to find they close the door. Leave you in the cold. Wanting all the words and explanations to rain down on you. Soak you until you comprehend the reasoning behind the irrational behavior you feel done to you.

Old lady with cats. Except I am not too fond of cats. Other peoples cats, yes. For me, not so much. My future. The crazy old single lady with a hundred cats. If I start now, could I have enough? Wait. Stuffed animal cats. That's it. The crazy 'ol lady with her hundred stuffed animal cats. Not self-pity, just truth. Empathetic. Emotional. Sole provider. Stability. Needs. One day.

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