notyourangel Offline

Happily married mother of three

I am who i was a moment ago... only different.... semi-fearing, semi-anticipating the essence of my own being. for the depth of what i do not know is unprecedented and unsurpassed... the frenzy is overwhelming, empowering and infuriating in swing shifts and i am left feeling exhausted and free... Does freedom always come with a sigh? Do the real questions always come with no real reply? the justice is unjust but necessary all the while... forcing those tired feet to walk that extra mile...