reading and re-reading the four blogs i posted yesterday is starting to feel like reading somebody else.
and right now, although this somebody else amuses me and amazes me with her funniness and fire and spirit despite all that has happened in her life, i also sense a running thread coursing through her four blogs so far--
is it anger? but anger disguised as wit and sarcasm?
where does the anger come from?
pain. deepseated pain.