it was a good day -

my son came home.
i worked alittle past time for me to get off.
she actually spoke to me for longer than 5mins.
i made amends with my estranged babymama.
and...
i downloaded some new music.

lol.

all in all..it was a good day.

i think i died.

every part of my body
from my mind to my eyes
my hips to my spine
and everything in between just gave out

my breathing stopped
my life flashed before me
and for a few minutes..
i think i died.

I came home to.

An apartment full of love
but yet a room so cold
almost bare
and for some reason I liked the thought
finally being alone
being able to breathe
be free from the jar that I was trapped inside of for so long
So I smiled
sipped some water from my bottle
crawled onto my air matress
underneath my hello kitty covers
and slept the hardest that ive slept in years.

And for that I have you to thank..your spite is only fuel for me to push myself
futher than ive ever pushed..one day someone will stumble across my page
and of course they'll call you with my words; as you both laugh about this, i'll
already be on my come-up.
[smiles]