Showing posts with label paranoia takes shape. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paranoia takes shape. Show all posts

Sunday, July 6, 2008

All is well

So they have asked me to do an article on someone. And B is also approved for the bigger col. Great. And I am talking to him again, as before. All is well in heaven.

My dad went away from us o his permanent abode 17 long years back. It feels so long and when my babies ask about mummy I miss daddy all the more. I don’t even want to write about it.

Then Del- how did she figure it was abandon. Are things as open as that? Is it written all over my lady that I am in love with him? My goodness, paranoid me has her wild nightmares becoming true... But somehow I don’t feel fazed. All I feel is funny and how do I trick Del to make her believe its not the way she thinks. In short, mislead her!