orgami's Diaryland
Diary
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moon nights
cold with a whipping wind that seeps in through zippers and collars and backs of necks My hair is blowing all about and Lori has bangs so she is lucky lots of people walking around out here and we got some chores done that we needed to be done AND we bought one hundred tea bags and I printed off for the first time here a letter showing that I am a good father from my freind My ex-girlfreind whom I had Chloe with is also writing saying I am a good man and a good father because on Lori trying to get access they are saying that she won't get any visitation even because of me SO that is the reason for this latest bought of Blues I have also today I have this splitting head ache from going cold turkey from coffee or tea I'll tell you all I am ready for a cup of it when I get home I had to get the librarian to show me how to hi light and click on file etc I am a bumpking when it comes to computers I just know what I was taught like everyone else have my meeting with my Pscychiatrist today at three thirty had a little talk get him to write a letter to me saying I am on my meds now and not as depressed as I was Loris enemies (her family) say that because I was in the O.H. I am a risk for Ataya Loris sweet little daughter who is ten so they are going with that one Like any court thing its slow as hell but we seem to have a good lawyer this time hope all goes well for us in the coming month Lori can phone Ataya and Lori initiated the visitation Its her mother whom was cruel and mean to Lori as a young child that is trying to stop all this She is wacko from Loris stories of abuse physical and emotional I was walking to Sobeys and was going by the welfare block just around the corner from our apartment building and heard this woman shrieking at her children that had come home from school I am certian this is the same woman that Lori heard telling her kids "get in the f********g house right now!!!!!" at the top of her lungs nothing like making a human being ruined for life by this fine display of emotional trauma eh?? anyways just writing people here and typing away and listening to My favourite Muse hmmm what else to write the leaves are fine at their height of colour and falling down people are our raking them up bagging them in these bright orange leaf bags with pumpkin faces on them Part of the decorum of function the moon is growing again soon to be full and then when I am walking at night to my meetings or coming home from them I can walk with moonlight shadows I like that at night the stars faint behind the light must go and write others now........
12:12 p.m. - 2005-10-12
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