Naming this is the furthest thing from my mind...
2005-08-19
It's Friday. Any other Friday, I would be out with my daughter or Muse or both. Instead, I am at home, sitting. I went to work today and of course, the hot, humid weather returned. I wore long sleeves and pants. It isn't unusual since I work in an air conditioned building. However, Fridays I usually wear a more casual outfit. Today, I had to work to keep the rainbow-coloured bruises covered. My bangs covered my forehead pretty good, and to think, I was going to cut them. My high heels were replaced by a more sensible pump because of my back and ribs. Isn't it funny how something so awful and personal can effect even the simplest of actions? I just could bear to deal with the pity of my co-workers. Not to mention that NO ONE at my job knows the extent of my relationship with Muse. I'd like to keep my personal life out of my gossipy workplace.
My daughter doesn't understand why it's so hard for me to sit on the floor or hug her super-duper tight, or pick her up. I could bear telling her the truth, not now anyway.
Well, I am going to watch cartoons, the ultimate escape.
~Sapphyr
