Thursday, January 22, 2004
My mother and sister have switched on homemaker mode. My sister is fitting the mould already. I don't understand how she can sell her soul to the devil so early in life.
I had a dream about an old friend the other night. Last night I dreamt about telling her about the dream that involved her from the other night. It was interesting to say the least.
I packaged the past in a discarded box found in the back of my mothers closest. I stored it underneath my bed, with the rest of the familar faces.
I had a dream about an old friend the other night. Last night I dreamt about telling her about the dream that involved her from the other night. It was interesting to say the least.
I packaged the past in a discarded box found in the back of my mothers closest. I stored it underneath my bed, with the rest of the familar faces.
