The adventures of a traveling, homeschooling, writing, dancing and inspiring mommy of 3. K, the magic maker, turning ordinary into extraordinary!
Sunday, April 17, 2011
When the last bit of florescent glow slowly fades out And the yellow black shadows slink back into the dark abyss What shall I be left with? When the last self gratifying, life affirming, congratulatory, nuances of ordinary existence status update is read examined and then cross referenced for ulterior meaning Who's face shall I see? A tweet without sound isn't a tweet at all, only a hallow expression of mock camaraderie to ease the pain of our lonely existence