October 15, 2004
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CONFESSION (WARNING: NOT FUNNY.) As certain as I am that I will, after my death (and more certainly before), suffer horrific yet undefined damnation (since at my advanced age I have yet to determine what death and thereafter means to me) due particularly to my abject ambivalence toward family life, I am also certain of one other thing – I will not be alone in said future torture chamber. I have learned many things from mamas, and the most pronounced is that this angry-guilty feeling I get is not unique. Being “not unique” is never something I cherished, but this time it is a relief, little relief, but I’ll take it.
Wordy, wordy, wordy. Can’t I just talk like normal people?
Nope.
Kim
Comments (7)
Never fear friend, you will have company in your damnation…I’ll be there right next to you.
I like to read, you like to write, it all works out.
There is no hell that can hold us, baby.
ambivalence? what do you mean? I thought we were the stepford mamas…
I’ve tried to talk ”more basic” than I really am a LOT, mostly so that others can understand me. I like reading you just the way yar K? OH, I forgot, i was talking to you for a minute and not a Kansan.
And speaking of talking plain…..What movie is this quote from “A tay i da wi, A tay i da wi”?
da da da da da da da, da da da da da, da da da da da……..
I give – do tell? What movie? What movie?
By the way, I’ve had some rip-roaring good times in Kansas, in Wichita and in Lawrence, and met Kansans who done spoke in full complete sentences. Dang! Maybe you were one of ‘em!
kim