There hasn't been a winter to speak of here, with the exception of a couple weeks of frigid air..makes me yearn all the more for Alaska. Yeah..but how clouded and cryptic is my tale. There's more than snow lacking these days, or last few years. Going away, just being Debb, (no last name) no one to worry about lagging behind, not even a debit card to worry about, just the vast wilderness (ok, maybe not complete wilderness, I'll settle for a nice little town) and myself to report to or gripe to.
Turning 3 years closer to 50 has me at a crossroad..a place where I can't seem to learn more than I've accrued, a place were it gets more and more difficult to withstand a decayed, desensitized world filled with bad parents, and rage.
Ah, its just one of those days.
Think this soap box revival should come to a close.
Peace
About Me
- Debb
- I opinionate with the written word, in life, if moved beyond emotion, that ability to "fix it" can surface. I live in the wrong time, all this facination with gadgets and toys that tell you if your getting a phone call, or going the right way on the highway, and this monstrosity I'm typing on, as well as tv, has made my fellow homosapian lazy and decrepid..I have no use for them.