That wasn't serendipity. That's destiny. My mother wasn't there anymore. It's stark, pitch-dark. Colossal, abysmal despair. Then, I found her: My Lightning Bug. -- For my Print and E-books: Go here, please: http://pothi.com/pothi/
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Monday, July 9, 2012
Stream of consciousness: My eyes . . . .
My eyes are listless, zombie-sh, zombielike. They're not shiny. There's no twinkle. There's no life-giving element in 'em. Eyes of a psychotic.
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