When the Creek Rises

Living on a truck was supposed to be a temporary means to save up for a better life in some distant tomorrow. When the seams of my previous existence began to unravel, “He” and I came together and loosely designed a plan that seemed painless and efficient, provided the creek of our choice didn’t rise. Unfortunately the stress of parenting a preteen and fostering a young relationship while transient – among other things – proved too much for my sensitivities to bear, and so I chose to jump ship in the middle of nowhere Ohio ten days ago in order to “get myself together”.

I’ll let you know how that works out.

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Life and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s