Ivy Tied Up |

Hello and welcome to grouchland. Let me be your guide. Its 1 am and the only signs of life come from the glow of my fishtank and the candle lit on top of my desk. Well thats aside from my 2 year old who thinks its play time. And her exact words are ,” Play momma play” So she does just that. She is into everything from the kitchen to her bedroom. I’ve said no to her more times in the last 15 minutes than I can count. I of course wish to be in bed. So i can drift off to dreamland and live in a make believe reality. Waking up would be my trip to hell. As each night I find true happiness in my own lil warped messed up world. I’m not one of those people who cant tell real from fake or who cant stop lying long enough to tell the truth. Much less one of those people who believe the first thing they hear about everything. And even so they think what a friend says goes.

Until i sleep again
ivy