futurebird's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- a wolf raised by sheep Your parents will only let you grow so much. For the first part of your life they’re devoted to helping you grow. But to finish growing, to really grow up, I think you need to break out-- and do something they never expected of you. This is why I’m so happy for Owen. He’s cutting free and going to Boston to live. It’ll be hard and he might be poor for a bit (I plan to send him $5 in the mail when I can) But, in the end, this may the best thing for him. This may be his road to becoming his own man. Giacamo didn’t call before leaving for New York this weekend. This makes me sad. I’ll still give him the book of poetry-- I have no use for it myself. I’ve decided it’s over. I’m unknitting my heart from his and closing down my dreams. I hope I don’t cry. There’s nothing more pathetic than crying about potentially losing someone. Nick is coming over. It’ll be nice to say hi. I’m not going to telling him about my fears of impending heartbreak. I want him to think my life is perfect because I know that drives him nuts. Why am I so evil? Eh. Why not? I need to break out too. My parents don’t know who I am. I listen to how some of my friends talk to their parents and I’m so jealous. They have real conversations. They talk about their life. I share nothing with my family. I have 1000s of secrets and I just sit and chat about the weather. I don’t feel like we have much in common. How did a person like me grow up in that house? Maybe I’m like a wolf raised by sheep . . . it was just bound to come out eventually . . .Grrrrrrrrrr. 13:23:36 - 2000-11-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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