urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeswomb momma momma 2008-03-28T17:04:36Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeswomb:6381 2003-07-14T03:19:55Z 2008-03-28T17:04:36Z I feel so strange, so empty again, the old feelings are back with such force I feel I will be sucked under. Nothing is inside, and I am used to that. I guess I thought a baby would change the taste of this life, I was wrong. Now I just have someone dependant on me, when I can't even figure out myself. But I will adapt, I always do. No poetry yet though, there is none to be had. All that comes from my pen are doodles and strange sentences about light and air and tire swings.