sugarbabies..

i got on the wrong train this morning… and got off at the cemetery… when karma puts me in a cemetery on a dreary but not toooo cold morning…i dont argue…ok ok i whine a little and stomp my feet a bit… but i dont argue…  i started exploring…and found a soldiers new grave…i touched his stone with reverence (that ones for you uncle keith)  i wandered aimlessly through unsettlingly straight lines of tombs… trying to thank them all…and looking a bit ridiculous in too tall heels and lugging a tumi briefcase… eventually i sat on a bench … wondering why the gods had sent me here this morning…. then i heard the guns… and  i made my way over to a service… there was no family there… only the honor guard…i stood in awkwardly for his family….i hope he knows  he was not alone …that his service is appreciated… and that i am …truly i am… so verrrrrry sorry for the loss of him…

when i left it was starting to rain..and i was glad to have an excuse for the wetness on my face… sometimes when it comes to perspective… and getting their point across…the gods… they just dont fuck around…

xoxo