May 27, 2003
All Too Familiar
Why is it that I never know what to say when something of legitimate importance happens? I was going to write about how I ate only crackers and cranberry juice until about 6 p.m. today, but now, now...
So. My mom came home. Isn't it foolish that I am sitting here typing on the computer and my parents, my parents, are watching t.v. Shouldn't we be crying or arguing or at least talking about what happened? Why? How?
I guess I'll have to wait until I get them apart.
Shouldn't they be kissing or smiling?
They just look comfortable. My mom is in her sweats. My dad is drinking a coke.
This is all too weird. Too familiar.
astera at 9:59 p.m.