I'm kinda all down in the dumps again. Maybe I am bi polar.
Four months ago....I was sitting in my garden..surrounded with the things I loved. Now everything is gone, one dog is dead and I call a borrowed RV my home when not calling my van home. Such a short space of time for so much to happen. I should be prepping for the holiday...feeding the menagerie of birds and critters that called my garden THEIR home...and I'm not. I am in a small RV, on a cell phone, wondering what's going to happen next.
I snuck over to the house last night, just to see familiar surroundings in the garden. I shouldn't have done that. It's all gone. The bird feeders, the sheds, the Hummer feeders, most of the trees. It's all been butchered to nothingness. Thirteen years (this week) of my life erased. To be honest it made me cry.
I guess today's dumping more of parts of me combined with the shock of last night hit me all at once.
What is left? What is even worth of tomorrow? I have been erased.
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