Sometimes Hanging in There…
Written June 6, 2010
Here we are: the point at which my lies fool no one. You know me too well. And I— I guess I’m through kidding myself. (Count that one) Closer and closer to confessing the insanity that I doubt you’ll comprehend.
That’s one path, anyway. The chances I take the other are roughly equal: Close to none. Place bets that I’ll remain silent for another year of frown lines and tears and just plain wanting— to quit.