Another Year Goes By

I can't believe that it's been two whole years. Since I last saw you, a wedding or a funeral. I guess that's what it takes to pull me from my work. To wake me from my sleep, remind me what's important.

Another Half Apology

A.d.d.

Mommy, what does hyper mean?. The teacher says I'll never read. Says I need to take a pill. So I can learn to sit real still. The microwaves did something to our brains.