Showing posts from June, 2008
SADNESS & FAILURE I met Joe at our old table yesterday at noon - a lot of years we'd been eating at The Farmer's Market on Sunday. But instead of him reading his paper and me nibbling Moishe's food and wandering around buying things, we sat and looked at each other. Joe was direct and offered to start divorce paperwork. He was kind and centered and self possessed and generous and looked very well indeed. I accepted his kind gesture and gift. We hugged and I walked away crying looking for a tissue and went home to Evadnae. Now I am going to shut off the computer and gather Evadnae into my arms, not let this massive fucking failure crush me -- and go back to bed placing him onto my head. First I will brush my teeth. What the fuck is wrong with me? I'll figure that out when I wake up. Is this depressive behavior? Yes. Yes it is, but to quote Scarlet O'Hara "I'll think about it tomorrow." Ivy PS My fucking Blackberry is missing. All Red Ivy comp