Pax Nortona – A Blog by Joel Sax
From the Land of the Lost Blunderbuss
An Open Letter to Donna
Posted on July 15, 2003 in Crosstalk
Donna is going through a home situation that sounds like she’s living in an active volcanic field. As she describes her frustration, I can smell the fumaroles and feel the canescence of the ground on which she unsteadily walks.
Filled as I have been with matters of small importance, I have failed to give her the comfort she needs. To her I write:
I’m sorry that I am not much here for you, Donna. I have my own drama queen perched in my own head and he’s making life rough for me at the moment. (Name is Joel.)
I know how it can be sitting with relatives who are a ticking time bomb. When I visit my brother, I feel stifled and unable to be myself. He’s waiting to put in his shot. Getting out sounds like the right thing to do.
I did some walking off myself today. It’s so so much easier on the net. You just delete links, add people to your block file. Relationships are over at high speeds. In real life, it’s much harder because there are deposits for rent to be made, utilities to connect, furniture to move, etc.
So you have it harder than me and I am sad because all I can do is nod my head and say “Yeah, it hurts.”
