on the bus ride home:
addie's
three lonely cowgirls tape in my ears as i try to block out everything around me, as i try to ignore the high swerving speed of the bus almost running into two cars & a bicycle (not all at once, but spread-out).
i come home to find that bean has eaten both halves � hers & mine � of the chocolate chip cookie she brought home last night.
i think i am just going to put on the winter pyjamas (after a quick run to the store for some junk food) & wrap myself up in bed, under quilts, with books & the junk food, & stay there until i feel better or until you come home. whichever: is first.
have you forgotten?
have you forgiven?
tell me: are you living just a little in your past everyday?
.:.laura.cantrell.:::::
