Once upon a time, a girl and her mother became almost obsessed with paper dolls, and these are their attempts at taking those stories, and making sense out of them....
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
2397 July It was hot and sweaty with just a hint of a breeze. Two months since she'd left. She hadn't seen any of her former friends. Po' had been working on several ideas, projects. Her work area was neat methodical. About the only hint of her struggle was the 55 gallon can that held rejects. To busy to think seemed to be her goal. Her man, the thought came surging to the surface of her mind and she angrily crushed the bird she had taken such pains to make. She had been the one to leave this time. She hadn't tried to stop Hennesy when he left. She caught sight of herself in the window. It was Po' she was angry with. Po'Em had left the Whale and Hennesy. Po' had managed to keep only a picture and one of his awards. Good God, was she dividing herself into halves? She couldn't , two halves make a whole. Why was she so unhappy. She had everything she ever wanted . Why did she have to be so drastic and why did she need to be moral? Panda, Marijuana wouldn't let her see her alone if she didn't do this. Didn't trust her. Would she ever? Try it, give it a chance, live it. Don't lock yourself up. Go out, date, enjoy life. Ok, I will!
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