What am I doing? Honestly. If you would have told Jessica this three years ago in that Spanish class she would have peed herself laughing then killed you, because clearly you were one of the bad voices.
I told my mother about the healing powers of fruit loops and she told me there was none left and just to eat Cheerios.
Ikarumba!
Seriously though. What am I doing? Because I sure as heck don't know. Everyone thinks I'm crazy.
That's ok. Things don't happen at lightning speed for me. Moses, God and Allah generally like to
give me enough time to screw things up first. But I'm not screwing things up this time. Not that I'm
helping them move along either...
I'm glad that we can agree on a lot of this world's craziness. I love how hard it seems your trying.
I talked to KVL about Ma. And she said thank you for sharing because it helped her realize that
there is someone out there that understands what she's going through too. That whole thing
surprised me really cause that's not what my journal had started out as. But it ended up there.
How to call a bluff,
Jessica
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