Drought.

6 12 2009

It broke my heart to see a man I’ve known to be a man of strength, unable to even look at me. His sad, helpless eyes read:

I’m sorry, this is all I have left.

I’m drowning in a drought. Utter drought.
And I have every right to feel sorry for myself this week.
It’s officially pathetic.

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