pennylane731's Diaryland Diary

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attacking the chore of packing

i suppose i'm convincing -- to the world, i breathe patiently, evenly...

but to break, cracking faultlines, well, that's my specialty.

and everyone is now returning to their regularly scheduled programming,

their regularly scheduled lives.

as the clock ticks hours away, until i'm gone (let's make it years, decades?)

interest waned as soon as those goodbyes pressed through smiling lips.

i was just filler -- until opportunity struck (gold).

i was the almost-was, but never-quite-will-be, days-of-yore, ain't-she-a-looker-now.

but next week, who will wonder?

next week, who will dial the numbers, who will ascend the staircase, who will make the moves?

i am screaming at you, i am screaming at two -- i have boxes to burn and memories to pack away. consolodate life into what can fit into a "smaller SUV"

starting fresh; intoxicate me with too much detergent and lysol febreezing fumes. let the braincells drop away, so i can forget to be reminded

10:26 p.m. - 2006-03-29

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