A cool breeze blows through the door. Music fills the air and room. Pinoo sits at the edge of the bed looking at the swirling fan, lost in thought. I hear my song of freedom. Lady gaga:)

anger

Bend her back,
Cut her tongue,
Twist her morals,
And watch the fun:)

Forget it!

My life is on hold but the problem is there is little to hold on to. We have held this fortress together for years but for how long? The walls are crumbling and we lie exposed. And so the family drama unfolds, day after day. Waiting and waiting to just let it all go..........