Thursday, April 30, 2009


I am scared for tomorrow. When I was in high school I wrote what I thought was a beautifully arranged poem of sorts...

I wonder about tomorrow and what the day will bring...
Will it be joyful as the early morning sunrise?
Or sad like yesterdays broken dreams?

Now I think I was just predicting the future failure of my marriage. The one thing that I was proudest of in my life. Not the fact that I was the first person in my family to graduate from college, or the fact that I have my marriage. That is what I was most proud of. Pathetic.

So tomorrow I meet with a lawyer to begin formally dividing a life that I don't want to end. A life I still so desperately want to save.

But those are just yesterdays broken dreams.

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