I dont seek the rich life. I dont want a luxury car. I dont want gold and diamonds. I dont want a huge house, a butler, or a yaht. I want a functional kitchen. I want closets and drawers, instead of having everything we own piled in the middle of the room. I want my reading chair. I want my lamp. I want my mug warmer, and the little picuture frame with the flowery design on the corner. I want my hard copy of Alice in Wonderland, with the jagged page edges. I want my signed jazz poster. I want our washer. I want our dryer. I want Mias Hello Kitty soap dispenser that I hate so much. I WANT OUR HOME! I want to see my friends regularly. I want a glass of chardonnay, a little jazz music, and a nice smoked fish. I want to go to the store and buy cleaners, paper towels, and the screws for Becca to fix something. I want to hear my own name once in a while. I want to pick up the mail. God damn it, I want my life back! Everything we knew our lives to be is gone because of some problem with our inner ear. I never knew an ear disease was some atrocious crime that deserved the sentence of exhile! I feel caged, stripped of what dignity I had, reduced to something less than human. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH! IM ANGRY! IM FED UP! IM FURIOUS! I CAN NOT LIVE THIS WAY ANY LONGER! I WONT STAND FOR IT! IM NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!
Posted on: Sun, 03 Aug 2014 16:46:57 +0000
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