My last ex bf is a friend now. His mom died. I just found out today. I was friends with her too. I was between her and him in age. We had issues sometimes but she was a real struggler. She was one of us, a magical being. So I am awfully sad. She had such a hard life sometimes. She used to be a city planner for Seattle. Then she got diagnosed with bipolar and all changed. Her autopsy is not back. Her son thinks strokes. I get this intuition it was the meds. She was on a lot of them. I just get a feeling. I wonder how many of us die too young...from meds. They don't take that into account when figuring out our mortality rates. Ah the big "they" and their "studies..."

Colleen--this time

I wish you could call at 4am

I wish I could groggily listen

to your misunderstood wit

and let your magic ways

have an affect on me

because you always had love

no matter what

you had love in your heart

for the world

and it hurt

Rest in peace, Colleen

I wish I could email now

send you that poem

you had wanted to see...