Age 49. Scarriest time of my life. Who the hell wants to be 50? I know, beats the alternative right? I was fat and old and scared. Is this it? Is this all there is and all there is going to be? Can't do it. I want MORE! A lot more. I want passion, I want excitement, I want up against the wall, can't get enough of you, rip my clothes off, down and dirty PASSION!! I want to watch the sun come up an the east coast and I want to watch the sun go down on the west coast. I want to forget what TV is and remember the thrill and fear I felt the firsts time I READ Steven's Kings The Shining. I want to sing Forever Young at the top of my lungs without worrying if I am off key or flat, and most of all I want someone to sing with me, and not care how we sound but care how we feel. I want to do the Hokey Pokey naked on Main Street. I want. I WANT MORE. And I want to know why spell check isn't working because I know I suck at spelling and typeing. But ya know, of all my many flaws I am ok with those. I do know how to spell all the dirty words, LOL.
It is almost 1am. It is rare that I am up this late. Wide awake tonight. I had the best evening with Ivy. She is a good girl, a great mom, and I am guessing a pretty good wife. Ivy has a lot of qualities I wish I had. I am a lucky woman I have 3 beautiful girls and they each offer the world a gift that makes me so proud to say I am their mother.
Goodnight everyone.
Kisses
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