as I don't know where we'll be spending tonight. I guess that must be what it feels like to be homeless. You never know where you'll be trying to get some sleep just to be able to survive another day.
My tiny bunny heart goes out to those less fortunately than us. We have a house we can go back to, even though there's no power or phone or food other than peanut butter. There are many, whom, after Isabel is nothing but a memory for us that will still be on the street, trying to protect whatever property is theirs, sleeping on park benches or under underpasses because life has handed them a bum hand.
May God have mercy on us all.
RB™
Posted by Roxette at September 25, 2003 03:53 PMWell, as long as you have peanut butter, it can't be all bad.
Posted by: Pixy Misa at September 26, 2003 02:10 PMPlease kmow you, PoloRandy and SilverBlue can always crash as my place. Just give me a call if needed. I'll always be there.
Posted by: DiamondLil at September 26, 2003 04:01 PM