Ben Harper - In Your Eyes

I remember there were days I was so lonely I tied notes to tumbleweeds and sent them off on the wind. Like Evie in Conagher ..The book by Louis la'More.

Some days. even now I feel that way. I feel alone.

I feel as if I am choking on the things I can't seem to change, and I lay prostrate on the floor and beg God not to leave me...I pray He helps me to have the strength I need to change. I want to so bad..To change.

I have lost my words lately..My ability to write stories. And I grieve for that.

And I grieve over this computer..I can't leave comments on any one's site. And I feel as I am always in a one sided conversation.

And often I feel so weak. I am ashamed to admit that. And I feel like the worst sinner in the world. I cuss and smoke cigarettes and tell dirty jokes sometimes.

Gotta clean the house. I don't know if anyone is reading this..But if you are thanks.

love Nita