Attention please.
I would just like to mention that last night I finally FELL ASLEEP. I'm not sure what triggered this event but I was admitted into Dreamland where I met up with Britney Spears and her mother who gave me a grand tour of their 76,000 sq. ft. home. This is, of course, being their old home where Britney grew up, long before she became successful. While we were walking around the empty swimming pool the size of a small lake, her mother confided in me that she was seeing a much younger man on the side who drove a muddy pickup truck. Britney was off climbing a tree in a dirty t-shirt, cut off shorts and flip flops. Overall, they were very nice though neither offered me anything to drink.
For 18 months after Charlie’s death, my only desire was to grieve. I
celebrate how deeply I let myself experience my grief and how completely I
prioritized...
6 months ago
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