Truth

September 27, 2007

This is my moment of truth. I will release my shackled mind and unleash the worrisome ramblings trapped therein.

Its 9:19 at night , and I am almost there. One more day and I would have accomplished my goal. The fact that he hasn't called undoubtedly made it easier to get through this week, but the fact that I have sat on my hands and barred them from the telephone key pad has also played its part in making this sweeter...safer.

He hasn't called. All my thoughts have been filled with this reality. It was just a ploy.

I think I am safe? Right?.....Can he use Monday against me?......Did I give up too much ground?.....Did I show too much of me?....Does he now know how much I .......care. have I answered my own question? Is this the concretization of the end?

I am glad I didn't rush my actions this time...I did not seize the moment and make the second move. One more 24 hrs. and I will be able to, in a rare display, fly my victory flag instead of hanging my head in oppressed surrender.