Musings of a young dame making it in this Texas-boy controlled world.

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Where Do We Go From Here

I have never felt so unfulfilled in my life.

My job is so meaningless, just a way to pay the bills and keep money in my pocket.

I meet the most beautiful little boy today. He couldn't have been older than 4. His eyes were so bright and receptive to everything the world had to offer and I could tell that he had yet to witness the cold realities life too often serves up.

As almost always, I'm at a crossroads.

More later...my hands hurt now. Damn sidekick.