Posted by BarbaraCat on July 6, 2002, at 22:56:45
I've just about had it. This life is hard, so very embarrisingly hard. My husband is off playing rock and roll. I sit at the piano and clumsily peck out 17th century pavannes. Very clumsily. My hands are stiff, my mind is stiff. I feel like a little round old has-been person. I had great hopes for myself this time around, but I'm a failure, a dud. No matter how many nutrients I take, how many drugs, the fact is I am a failure in my own eyes.
Oh, great Spirit, grant me just one, oh, I can't even think of the word, the phrase. Grant me just one boon in this life. I have so much to give, but no where to place my gift. Oh, please, God, let me live this life more fully than I know how, now. I am so unused and I don't know how to,, how to, how to. I don't know how to.
poster:BarbaraCat
thread:111619
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