Thursday.

Mar. 20th, 2003 10:27 am
witchscauldron: (ebbywolf)
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It's raining. I like spring a lot less without the sun. However, I can understand why Gaia weeps...her children do not learn from the past. Ding dong, the witch is worried...

I should worry more about the war, I'm sure, but there's no sense in getting wrung out over it. What's started is started, and I can't stop it by myself. I assure all my American friends that I don't hate them. I don't agree with war, I'm tired of the great governmental bully but - I like Americans. I'm just really sick of America.

Having said that, I probably should worry more, too. Should - Shouldn't. On - Off. I will have to suck all that up for my trip. Heh. I AM worried, in as much as it affects me in the next 12 days. How shallow, eh? Hrmm.

Getting across the border worries me, a little. They shouldn't have any reason to deny me entry - but I have no passport. The wait times crossing are said to be getting longer...I worry. Can't help it - I'm a Virgo and worry is what I do best, according to these two stomach ulcers here. And then there's the plane....meh.

I know, on a more rational level, it'll all be fine and I won't have any problems. I think my Mother has infected me with some of her absolutely insane worries, tho - that's worse than have SARS, I think. I'd rather die than turn into my Mother.

But I'm packed. I'm prepared. I'm just waiting now until I leave, trying to rest up...which leaves me with too much time to think. Dangerous.

Remember folks - I may not like America, meaning your system of government and its decisions, but I do love my American friends. :) You're all good people. Hold onto that even when the rest of the world is telling you that you suck, simply because of your geographical location. I think somehow basic humanity always gets lost in the shuffle.

-M.
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One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright