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Ondine She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She can take the dark out of the nighttime And paint the daytime black. --Bob Dylan 2005-08-16 11:01 AM How do I do this? Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Sad Read/Post Comments (3) |
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I am taking Angela to MICA on Monday. It's like Into the Woods. I am taking her into the woods and leaving her. Can't do anything today. Started dishes, left them. I have to take Joe to the docs and then Angela for her check up. I just want to stay under my green quilt. I don't want her to leave. I don't. Why does she have to go all the way to Balitmore? It's too far. There's no family there. No one but strangers. When David and I moved to Milwaukee, we had each other. We hid in each other's arms under the blankets. We understood each others homesickness. Angela is going alone. I feel bad taking her and leaving her. It's what she wants. She's wanted this for so long. It's what she wants, but I feel so guilty. How am I going to leave her? She's my baby. When she was born, she weighed four pounds. The nurses in the neo natal ICU said, go home, you need to sleep. I had to leave her in that little incubator. I had to leave her. I don't want to leave her alone in Baltimore. |
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