Wednesday, November 21, 2007


A single tear slipped down her cheek, catching a glint of the mid-afternoon sun. Once again she had let her hopes come in the way of life’s harsh realities…. once again she was forgotten. She silently cursed at herself for thinking that this time it would be different. This time was no different then any of the others, though not as bad as some. She had once heard it stated that if you have no hope, no expectations, you could not be disappointed. She had tried living her life that way and was typically pretty successful. Keeping her distance prevented the pain that is often inflicted with contact, emotional and physical. Some had tried, with a bit of accomplishment, to break down those barriers around her. But even they had left her disappointed in the past. She sought solace in her mind’s eye, dreaming of what could, what should have been. Then again, why should today be any different?


jes said...

This sounds like many of my moments. Did you write this? It is good!

Kristin said...

Jezus Jezebel I have been there.