.
Teenagers leave college
need home/food/money/laundry
sponge on parents: get out !
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.
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normally, like climb on things…
a smart cat otherwise ! She was trying to open the front door
when I noticed her on the dresser beside the door. She turned
back to me and acted as if she was hidden from view.
.
The collywobbles
were unnerving as
I thought about what
it was I was about to do.
.
“Never !” I said,”Never !”
I swore up and down,
that I’d never give in to peer
pressure.
It was a matter of class and
upbringing.
Lower class indeed.
.
I thought about how I would explain
myself.
It was so unlike me to give in
like this.
My energy became slower
and slower.
Drained by the collywobbles.
I moved like a turtle
unconcerned about the race.
My dead husband would say,
“my grandmother was slow,
but she was old.”
.
Now he said that lovingly
and in jest.
For his grandmother
was not slow,
she moved like a rabbit,
with speed and grace.
But I digress, as usual,
to postpone my trip.
.
I fed the cat,
took the collie
out for her constitutional
before I left home for
the big city.
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The collywobbles made
me feel paralyzed in fear.
Most people get the wobbles
going in,
not wobble out
of these disreputable places.
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I took a deep breath,
and took a cab.
When we arrived,
I got out..
and did not wobble.
I’d thought and thought,
and decided,
It will be.
my daughter’s name
wrapped in Christmas holly,
a festive tattoo
by Kat VonD.!
.
Sigh.
There’s no tattooist
a better artist ,
nor a better
tattooist
to be found in
the world.
.
I guess it is better
to follow the
rule
“Never say never”
for it will happen
for sure
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