The Basement and Forgotten

So it's been awhile, right? Well, I have found that being out of school makes me a nice person... I think. Anyhow, I started working in a basement with the nonverbal. Their ages vary. The workers have time warped and are stuck in their old ways. They are not inclined to move forward... just remain static...IN THE BASEMENT!

I am not satisfied ... I have suddenly become bored (go figure). So I am moving on. Let me back up a minute. My other half finally moved me away from a town that thrives on murder to 'Pleasantville'. He must have finally got the hint after I played 'Cowboy Take Me Away' by the Dixie Chicks like a million times. So now I live as a Stepford Wife, and will be going back to Death Town to work.

I am a freak of nature ... In a few months the wind will change direction and I will want to follow it (of course). And like the fire, I will raise hell in a new place until it is time for me to burn elsewhere...