...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ... my "Keep In Touch" pages ...
A Journal of Sorts
"cinderella man
hang on to your plans
try as they might
they cannot steal your dreams"
~ Rush ~
I coulda sworn I had something to say...
actually, I did...
the last few days were deleted... all the journals were wiped out in one swift crash and burn... definitely time for Wapner, defitinely...
excuse me whilst I grumblesk...
it's not just the loss of words, it's digesting the news of the time limit on living here... if I knew it would be for just a few weeks I definitely not have made the move... I lose an awful lot this way... I was counting on at least a couple of months to start a job and get a paycheck or few... alas, the word friend means something different to everybody... I shall survive... just have to make some fast decisions and moves again... hopefully not into yet another situation where I can be put out on the street... she said she understood... amazing how people fool themselves... she meant well though, I think... and I still have almost three weeks... yeah, it'll all work out...
THE SAME-TIME MENU BAR - FOR EACH GARDEN AROUND THIS SAME TIME
NEW
KIT
WORKLIFE
LIFETIME
JOURNAL
HEARTBEAT
WANTS
