Monday, April 27, 2009
I Am Torn!
Right now, I am writing a letter to my brother, in prison, and I just feel torn! I am mostly torn between things like whether or not to drink chai or water, whether or not to go for another slice of pizza, or even whether or not to take a shower before noon, but not today! I know the list sounds pathetic, huh? I guess after telling you how I normally feel I had better have something good, huh? I just feel torn about the way I spend my days, because he does not have a choice as to how he spends his! I feel torn about what I am doing with my life and my time, because he has his life all mapped out before him! I feel torn about not spending enough time with grandma, because he does not get to see her. The ride is too much for her. I feel torn about not going to the cemtery like I should, because he does not get to mourn the loss of loved ones! He can not even show emotion, or creepy people in there might view him as weak. It pisses me off. I feel torn! Damn it!