October 3, 1994

Sitting at the obtuse shaped table, I tried to hide the fear of what was forthcoming. The room was inviting, white walls, a thirteen inch t.v. with sketch art on the walls placed evenly for the overall peaceful theme. I felt comfortable coming into the room even after toying with the idea that I would run, telling no one. It's how I used to be. Arguing back and forth, it gave me anger towards someone that I used to love with all of my heart. I despise anger. Never go to sleep angry. Always work it out. That's my motto. At least it was. Such a sad change has occurred in the last 365 days. The new look is frail and disturbing. Edgy, cunning and forward. The words dispersed are such a contradiction on reality. My view is amazing. Looking straight forward, I see a completely different person. I sit in peace, wondering if I need to intervene. Then my thoughts are that I don't think I can take anymore of this. Bills, Statements, B.S. are being spit out like it is false. The meeting ended abruptly, unknown of what comes next. I'm sorry for not fulfilling my part. In the end I should have known. Thank You for inspiration, push and equally being my biggest supporter.

June 3, 2010