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They were right...
Aug. 22nd, 2005 09:58 pm...When they said you can never go home again; whoever 'they' are.
Not that she wants to. The days of broom handles over the back and scalding hot water in the middle of the night are over, and she's quite glad. While some people dream of yester-years, when things were simpler at home with mom, dad, and Fluffy, Corrine tries to look forward to the future. Tomorrow can't be as bad as yesterday, after all.
She sits now at her computer, eight different windows open and an instant messenger to NotUrAngelFL. There's a book balancing on the edge of the desk, a cat curled up and purring in her lap, and another curled around her feet.
( You have a message from... )
Not that she wants to. The days of broom handles over the back and scalding hot water in the middle of the night are over, and she's quite glad. While some people dream of yester-years, when things were simpler at home with mom, dad, and Fluffy, Corrine tries to look forward to the future. Tomorrow can't be as bad as yesterday, after all.
She sits now at her computer, eight different windows open and an instant messenger to NotUrAngelFL. There's a book balancing on the edge of the desk, a cat curled up and purring in her lap, and another curled around her feet.
( You have a message from... )
