"I cannot live with You-
It would be Life-
and Life is over there-
Behind the shelf. . ."
Emily Dickinson

It's crazy how much more you understand poetry when something extremely extreme happens in your life. Lately I have been reading so much poetry. This Emily Dickinson, some sonnets by shakespeare, and a play he wrote 'Othello' i used to think this was so boring but now a theres a little tingle of anticipation in my finger just before i turn a page.
This past week has been like a dream, i cant believe the things that happened did. And like my dreams the worst outcome always occurs and as soon as you go to fix it you wake up...like friday. Whats done is done, i said my sorries, and ive realized that sometimes 'sorry' isnt good enough. not for them at least.

i miss my cassi dearly. she has missed one helleva week. and i know she will point her finger at me and say.."Now Jennifer, what did I tell you." because she really had this one figured out. i mean what do you expect she is GOD.

Jenn