your reaction to my joy was an essay of a thousand words, the look on your face and your attitude spoke volumes…….i will leave it behind because it has no other redeeming qualities other than to remind me that although i would like to believe we have made progress it is just better disguised. there will always be a divide in our relationship and the bridge across it is built on hope, and hope withers unless there is evidence of change……..one is…….one isn’t……so the strength of that bridge is precarious at best………..better hope a real storm doesn’t come…………..but it probably will.

1000 words in one small act