::Unexpected Liberation::
"drinking coffee; making plans to change the world."

i should write a letter. but what good would it do?

October 30, 2003
my mom.

you think after almost 19 years of being alive, she would remember who i was.

but, sadly, that is not the case.

i am just another email address, just another unsuspecting person who recieves the chain letters, just another forgotten birthday.

it doesn't matter that i send out the traditional "don't send me forwarded emails" and "whats up guys? where is an actual letter" to everyone. she still sends me the generic, impersonal, rather thoughtless emails that circulate the internet on a daily basis.

no kind word about life, no "how are you", no "i miss you", no "i'm proud of you."

i realize that He has a plan for me, but why did it have to include her?

4:26 p.m. ::
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