"Morning Calls" "We are invisible. Oh, how we shouted, how we screamed. Take notice, take interest, take me with you. Don't let me leave you, on my own. I'm dying to know. Don't break. Everyone's watching. They'll think you're up to something. And chase your pills with turpentine and chamomile And don't be cheap on the wine...." I'm sick... and pmsing. Not the best of combinations. But I have my cats. I always have my cats.... and my thoughts. My fears... my greatest fear. If you took that from me I couldn't live. I honestly couldn't. And I fear its already gone... *sigh* Gods, I'm so scared... and I feel like puking... Maybe its just the thought. But today I've felt soo... festered. Like my insides were rotting. Like I did last year. Only... it's last year that frightens me.... My mother came back from her trip today. She didn't even notice I was here. She came in to the room I was sleeping in and even pet the cat that was curled up ON me and didn't notice me. I feel like wall paper. Rotting, mildewed, peeling wallpaper. But no... I fear I will never be the GreenLady....