Monday, April 20, 2009


I'm not sure where to begin so I'm going to start with now.

I finally got the insurance money, yesterday. My sister is quick to spend it though. Actually she wants to re-pipe the house in copper. i need to sit with her and talk about the money I'm putting into this house. She kinda see's the insurance money as "free money", when I see it as "my money." I could tell she was issed about me getting an estate account. Why are people so concerned with what i do? I can promise you this... my life and the choices I make are independent of anyone else. Most of the time it's a blessing at others it's a curse.

I'm driving back to Atlanta. I'm car shopping today. Besides my mother's car is not registered and a brake light is out. I'm not fucking with anymore tickets.

How are you?
That question has another meaning now. I used to fly back with a Great! or Fine!, but now I pause. It'll be interesting to see how I relate to Atlanta now that she's gone.

I miss my momma's cackle. She had the GREATEST laugh. She sounded like she was in pain, almost like it hurt.