In My Dreams

Oh. My. Goodness. While playing in the u.k. I ran into my husband of long ago. One minute I was preparing my camera for photos of the planets in alignment, next thing I know its full of slot machines & other various noises. When I look up, there he is. I don’t know if he’s seen me yet. If he has, he isn’t going to approach me. That is clear. If he hasn’t … we can get straight into the business of divorce when he does make that move. For the life of me, I can’t remember how/why we were married in the first place, so long ago. He legally is my husband that I don’t know anything about & ain’t interested … & ain’t in no way wanting or needing this to go on any longer. NO. He’s gotten into the lift. The next move is mine. “Might there be a lawyer in the vicinity”?

You Ain’t Know?

If I can determine that certain knowledge has been brought to my attention last minute in effort to squeeze a positive on the spot ‘affirmative’ out of me … & the offering was plain old sloppy … then yall ought be aware that I knew months ago of yalls shameful goings on. Had you been proud of & thought honorably of it I surely would have been told ‘properly’ & in a timely manner. Don’t last minute me. I do ‘on the spot’ impeccably, you should know this.