Tuesday, December 8, 2009

My clone.

My clone would be awesome. She would be everywhere I can't be. She would do the hard stuff, the boring stuff, the stuff that pays the rent. She would go to work for me when I am sick. She would never complain.
She would be constantly available to get shit done when I have places I'd rather be. She'd prevent me from disappointing people that mean the world to me.
She'd lay next to me and stroke my hair when I cry because I'm so scared of what the future will bring. She'd rub the constant pain in my neck and back. She would be my best friend. My cohort. She'd never tell my secrets and we'd agree on everything.

My life got hit by a tornado in the past 6 weeks. I was badly injured in a car accident and then things at my job started to fall apart. I've taken a hiatus from modeling for an undetermined amount of time.

I have no idea what is going to happen next. I just hope that all the people in my life understand that I can't be who they need me to be right now. Because I don't have a clone. And I've got to handle shit all on my own.