we need the rain. The lakes are drying up. No water come january. We, the irresposible, have not heeded the warning and now we face the consequences. A waterless new year.
It's been raining for three days. Under normal circumstances i love the rain. A child of the rain forest always carries some of that with her wherever she travels. But these past couple of days have been rough and the rain has done nothing to lift me up.
A 24 year old mother should not have breast cancer. I am so scared for her, but strong at the same time. Scared when she isn't looking. We're going to fight this i told her. We'll do it together. So don't talk death and giving up. I am here to shave my head with you. And do all i can do.
I need 10 songs to lift me out of this funk. Singing through the pain is better than quietly suffering through it. My head is spinning. So much going on ...
I think i'll write now
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