Saturday Night,again
I want to unpublish that last post. I want to say i am sorry for writing it. I want to bury it. I won't though. I am afraid this writing every day has opened up places that have long been buried. I feel like a lone wolf,head back, sky twilight, howling at the moon....
But i never give up being part mermaid, anyway. As i write this, my feet are tucked into a cool foot massage, with soothing citrus bubbles. I knew before i started writing that i needed water close by to comfort me. Later...