vervain______

back from. 10:15. it gets dark earlier here - literally/figurativly. after eating a gas packed mea,l i am in the privacy of my own home to light up the night - thank you, dear stepmother...what is it that she does to her food? i mean, every fucking time, the same result. speaking of home - which is really just a state of mind (smile)-we will be changing location soon. this house we have been living in has become a vortex of the negative. why? the house is old, for one thing. it was the house my mother grew up in. and, let's just say, her childhood wasn't the happiest. while her sister was becoming a nun, she was expected to cook scratch meals for her overbearing father who apparently didn't find much worth in her, and didn't hold back in telling her either. it completley sucks because a certain part of her believed him.
there are also countless other reasons why this house has fangs but they are too personal to share.

we are downsizing from a house to a four room apartment. we will be doing some serious weeding out, which will be very satisfying. i welcome in the new. yes. even though i cherish the fact that my grandmother's ghost payed me a visit one particularly desperate night. thanks, gram.