suckie time.

yadi...yadi....yadi...
so we finally got a new home in Gentilly.
I'm so happy. The dog & cat are happy as well as the other five who adopted us for food.

As happy as I am, I dont know why I am so down. I am so depressed it is not funny.
My heart and soul ach for so much.
so much love, so much peace, so much joy it is not funny.

You see, I 'm always the one to keep in contact, always the one to ask how you are doing, always the first one out to help....funny.

I'm just next to the last person being attended too.
I cook and open my doors to who ever needs shelter, I care I love, I try to help.
Yet I'm always left alone...so folks...i'm finally letting that katrina low hit me...and it hit me hard this time.
I'm so depressed it is not funny. Hell I tried so hard, but hell...I'm just trying to think of what in the world I can afford to cook for christmas for my pumpin and family.
No gifts under a tree, no decorations, no songs of anything....sad...sad...sad...
time for me to finish my heineken...figures...the local store was out of our local beer abita.
well time for me to drink it down and drown in my tub.
love, peace, lite to yawl....
peace in the valley, peace in the city, peace in your souls.
me tree. all alone as always.