Just a 3/4 thought

Just 3/4 in to a bottle of wine

I'm fine

I'm fine

And I'll know more about it

in the morning

Just 3/4 in to a life of time

I'm fine

I'm fine

And I'll know more about it

in the mourning

I'd Say You Make A Perfect Angel In the Snow

Tell all my mourners
To mourn in red —
Cause there ain't no sense
In my bein' dead.

-Langston Hughes



One died too young.
One died too suddenly.
One seemed to linger on longer than necessary.
One wanted to linger, but lost their grip.
One wanted to die.
One didn't know whether they wanted to live or die, but decided.
One deserved what was coming to them.
One didn't.
One died when I was too young.
One floated away softly, peacefully.
One crashed through the barrier.
One smiled, and held my hand, and sighed, and died.
I carry them all.

Un-F#@KING-believable.

I came home today, after a very long and upsetting day, to find the following:

My dog had "buried" two bloody tampons under the pillows of our bed, after apparently chewing on them in various spots on the bed, leaving a bloody trail.

Unfortunately, that's not even the worst of it.



They were my mom's.

I guess it's a good thing that I wasn't already sleeping well at night. This saves me from the nightmares that would be sure to haunt me.


**Update: I just found the missing bloody pad on my beautiful wingback chair. Life is officially hell.**

The Only Thing I Liked About A Knight's Tale Was You...

Please, do yourself a favor and watch this Ben Harper music video, directed by Heath Ledger. It is a gorgeous song and a beautiful video, and strangely captures in music how I feel about Ledger's death. And then do yourself another and go to this amazing woman's blog and read her personal touch with this man.

Rest peacefully, HL.

Ben Harper's Morning Yearning