could i be her?

Could I be like her? Feel like her?

You know what's most painful about a major break-up? Not belonging.

I have, for so long,

defined myself by those around me -

someone's wife ... someones' mother ... someones' nurse ...

and, after all these years

of achieving meaning thru the lives of others:

I now ask myself who am I?

Who the fuck is Frizzy? 

Oh to be like the redhead in that photo - she looks to me like she belongs there, like she's got a destination, a meaning.
 photo taken by-the krazy genius-