Postcard nineteen
Peggy, I know it's just sentimentality. But seems dealing with it makes us what...feel like we are doing something new and constructive. We are not. Daydreams to fill the emptiness of still living. Bill Withers "Lean on Me" brings it to the mirror. It brings up again, that I'm sorry I was such an weak, immature person. Dreaming but doing nothing for you, to help you through life. No, "Let's talk", "Tell me". No phone calls to find you, to dig you out, to help, to help, to help. But as I remember, you helped yourself and got out and away from us. I hope so. I hope you are alive and well.