Talking to Ourselves
 

Around here you can pat yourself on the back
talk yourself down off that ledge
make decisions
dither
figure out what to have for breakfast
give yourself a pep talk
work out your mother issues
think about cheese
tie a string around your finger

some days it's only my inner monologue that gets me through

it doesn't matter how you feel, as long as you don't feel bad about feeling that way.

shut up and go to sleep -_-

You're going to be fine. And not just fine, but brilliant, so settle down and go over it again. Because you're very talented and you're going to have fun and it doesn't matter anyways. Would you like a frozen fruit bar to eat while you read? Who's your buddy? Who's your pal?

She's going to be fine. Moving away will help her grow up. I am so sad.

sorry jacks :(

right leg
left leg
Sumo style

so?

thank you, Brynn. time marches on....

It's not your back; it's your heart.

It’s getting cold and dark, and wetter, too,
And we can’t hug each other any more.
I don’t know if there’s nothing more to do
Or only nothing more we could have done,
But either way we’re here above the shore
Wind-whipped on this wave-eroded cliff
Watching a green-black sea and orange sun
So tensely you would think it was as if
By making up our minds to faith or doubt
We thought we’d make the tide go in or out.

it's OK to be in freefall - you do it all the time.

You are not, I repeat, not

in a jungle in Viet Nam.

long haul, remember?

just don't ask questions. remember where that got you last time.