Really
Just not ready.
I guess nobody is ready.
I'm not prepared.
Probably you can tell yourself you are prepared.
But probably you can't really prepare.
There's just so much more.
More to do.
More to see.
More to tell.
More to share.
I'm just not ready.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
I'm Not Ready
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3 comments:
Are you dying? Moving? Having a baby? Writing angst-y poetry?
Whatever it is, it will work out in the end, well, maybe not the angst-y poetry thing.
Tease!
Dad is in the hospital.
Oh, I'm so so so sorry. The entire TANBI clan will be in my thoughts.
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