i keep wondering when in the world will i find time to start a new life of my own. a baby that is.
they are such precious delicate things and then they grow and start fucking up an you have to clean up after them.
this experience is like a new life. the labour pains are still goin on as i anticipate my allowance to stay and work in their system. this decision was indeed hurry come up, force ripe even. but sometimes you have to jus wing it and hope your loved ones will catch you and help clean up the royal mess that comes as repercussions and consequences.
how shall this child grow? what will he or she become? if they are a failure what does that say of you the life giver?
all these questions, only time can answer.
only time will tell.
See you soon