well, my hopes are again dashed as it was told to me that the son was here today, humm, who does he think he is? my son, our son, --- all ways welcome, not now, but he knew when to drop in, not a car in the drive... of course... he is alive, I thank the Hand for that. However, it doesn't help to know that he is not on the right path, at least I don't believe he is, and I refuse to accept what he is doing as his right path. How righteous am I? I can be if need be and at this moment I am very.
Have to go to the store, the game has my stress up... how ridiculous, but true. why do I even like sports: they are like life --- you dont know when your good game is on til your playing it
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