lost

im not really sure where to write what anymore.
i have had everything perfectly segmented and split according to its gravity.
i am worried about the levees
and what is going to seep into what
where is the sewage going to go?
what will happen to my house?
i thought i was sure that the worst was over
but what if its not?

i talked about the beauty of the walls around you while you move through something.
sometimes that is easier to say.

i told her that i envisioned gagging and tying up my inner 'caretaker'
but i realized that, really? its one of the things that i am best at and i don't ever want to give it up.