One last fucking note… I got it.

……..

I figured it our.

Holy fuck-fuck, yes I got it.

For my kids, for the Nurse and I and our EVERYTHING.

The writing, the journal, the unfetteredness.. the AUDIENCE.

Why didn’t I see this before?

‘Cause I’m stubborn, and a self-pitying bitch sometimes.

All good, learned lessons over lessons.

22:28… think she’s coming home soon.  Thank all flavors of Christ.

Wondering how tomorrow will go.  No sense in stressing, a cold-call blitz which I’m looking forward to like a single person would their first case of the clap.  Oh well… the comedy, strong with this one writer…