melvina

i don't like the holidays. i don't celebrate them either. i drove by a lot of places yesterday on my way to see my parents. no. we don't cook any more, or put up a tree or even have presents. we just sit. but every one had cars and cars in their driveways, signalling xmas get-togethers which made me envious. i went to the graveyard instead. becky gave jules some pink roses that are still perfectly frozen on the ground and have not died.
i spent most of yesterday crying and struggling for some sense of direction. this i still do not have. if wishes were fishes, i guess.