IFH )))
She wakes up, feebly approaching me
I use the cliche "I can't believe it" to describe to you
How feeble she was
But really, I wasn't shocked, I have a sort of...
Nothing really surprises me anymore way about myself........
She looks pretty, I should have told her, but she's gone now
Inauspicious Fire Horse, what an incredible person
"What a life" - yes, I agree with you
ANd it's like knowing a secret about her, knowing that she is destined for strife and hardship... but
What do I do?
I'm just playing my role here...
She hands me pictures
From Maine - so many...
It makes me think about the phone call - she wasn't even allowed to enjoy her vacation
This was always on her mind, wasn't it, this... sitaution
I had no idea it had gotten like this
Or what the root of the problem was...
It strikes me, going from such an unreal state of being
To a complete, concrete reality, as I sit here
Guarding the Fire Horse
Guarding the house
Witnessing the human condition
And the irony continues !!!
A cute song - Japanese - comes on my AOL radio
Ai Otsuka - "Happy Days"
I guess I like little innocent happy songs as such, they always make me smile
Now, don't get me wrong, it's odd.
To be in such a serious setting
But at the same time
I'm rather detached from it
It's like, yes... yes... I am here, I am on guard
I might have to jump out my window and run next door to call the police, 911 at any minute
And I"m fully prepared to do that
But... I feel calm
It's sort of alarming, but I'm sort of proud.
And I can still appreciate a nice happy song.
I am laying here, laptop on the chair infront of me
Pink sticky note with work and cell #s
Staring at my door
Wondering if I should baracade it with the desk to my left.
Listening to Japanese Pop on AOL Radio.
Oh yes, and I had 2 McDonalds Chicken Selects for breakfast
Which I got The Fish to buy me, at, say... 10 pm last night
I got them purposely because I knew I would need a lot of food - and my plan worked to perfection
You know - all McDonald's foot lasts hours on end to perfection.
Those were damn good chicken selects...
I wonder if I should leave my room to make some Ovaltine or something, eh?
But then again, I'd be leaving my post - and I don't really want an encounter with "them" unless it's neccesary
You know, diplomacy over direct warfare...
But at the same time
This is my house
And I'm not going to hide...
Pehraps I will venture out and prepare something.....