Tuesday, September 11, 2007


[Posted by reader_iam]

When I wasn't feeling incredibly sad today, I was feeling incredibly agitated. My son asked, earlier this evening, between the dashing here and there and there and here and back again, "Mommy, are you feeling bad because the world doesn't work right?" Now, at the end of day, the tears that started at my toes this morning have worked their way upward and struggle to get out. But I think: "What is the point of that?"