What have I felt today?

Residual anger...it shouldn't have happened.

Loneliness. I miss the people who aren't with me, and I can't wait till they come home.

Trepidation. No one's ever sure of the future. But I look ahead and see so many maybes, so many could-bes, that I find it hard to pick and choose the ones I would want, because I know I can't have them all...

Frustration--sometimes I just wish that baloon would come and take me up beyond the churches and steeples, to the city in the sky filled with pretty people where everyone's in love and flowers pick themselves

Confusion, sadness, resentment. I never sorted out that jigsaw puzzle...I still can't seem to make sense of the picture. I feel energy building to some sort of a climax, but I can't foresee the outcome. All I know is I both want it and don't.