I should be fast asleep, but for that thing that continues to bug me at bedtime, it is always morning. Mourning.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
So shout out to everyone who had to take a deep breath, a drink, a Xanax, a walk, a pep talk, a phone book, a third-party, a few tears, a hug, a cuss out, or think long and hard before deciding whether to pick up the phone to speak to your Pops today.
And double for those of us who no longer have the luxury.