Pilfering my own life by the ounce by the minutes and hours. That's what I do at my day job. Stealing from myself. I get money in exchange. Money is useful. So I shall continue until I have enough money to stop.
Till the house is paid off. The house we don't live in yet. The house that is so nice. Looked at it again last night and it's essentially ready. Joys!
Looking at the letter game that Karina told me about. It sounds like a lot of fun, something that might get my mind working at writing again.
Started on a story the other night. It has poetnetial but the start is bad.
Sebastian is sleeping with Tazo. Sally is sleeping by herself. It's nice that they sleep with him and don't shun him because he is big and smelly. I don't shun anyone for being big and smelly, either. I would have to shun myself.
Stealing from myself. Shunning myself. These things speak of what?
love
Kathy
|
