middle of my life without a lifeboat….adjusting to the way things look from this vantage point….not familiar or comforable
It is a dreary Thanksgiving Day in NH. I read online all the people wishing their friends a nice Thanksgiving with their families and such… I wonder do any of them feel as black as I? Do any of them even know who I am? Do they really care? I am an unhappy person looking for something fantastic to happen to me. Something to shake me to the core to…