Sunday, October 24, 2004
Patience is not something with which I am overly endowed. This could be the understatement of the decade.
Waiting, trying not to let my worry show in my emails, sleepless nights followed by mornings that should be just for you, ending in frustration and tears. I didn't think I was capable of crying anymore. Until September, I hadn't cried in years.
Perhaps tomorrow.
Waiting, trying not to let my worry show in my emails, sleepless nights followed by mornings that should be just for you, ending in frustration and tears. I didn't think I was capable of crying anymore. Until September, I hadn't cried in years.
Perhaps tomorrow.
