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Monday, April 3, 2006
I guess it is.....WHAT???
How appropriate that this song is playing. One of the lines goes" I could get my hands to another line of work,but y heart will always be behind the whell...I am a Prisoner of the Highway". I am not sure now where I stand at all. He told me yesterday he had numbness and tingling on his left side and felt dizzy. I asked if he called 911 or had work take hi to the hospital, he of course said no. Today when I called he acted like I was an acuantaince at work and said I am fine and dropped the subject and ended the call quick. Last night my first time home in days, a trick called the house, and he mad no effort to hide it. In fact he said( me sitting next to him) I am to tired right now, and I have to get up early. Shortly there after, I went to bed, he did to. I asked for a back scatch and i got the back scracther. WOW how nice...not. I just wanted his touch. If he is thinking of doing something I wish to hell he would make uphis mind. I am almost feeleing, no I am feeling, like he is upset I got better and back on the road. He has no idea how that makes me feel. On top of it he does not have a clue to how much money I cashed in to save the house and truck and keep food on the table. I toataled it the other day for kicks, over ^^$%R%E$^ 83,000 that used to be my retirement. Oh well I knew would never be rich, but I thought I would have someone to share my life with rich or poor. Again it is Oh well, and I am just the back seat.......PAr for the course.
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