Hope, dangles on a string, like slow spinning redemptions..

look up on hope, originally uploaded by DreamersParadise.

Better post something up to replace the previous picture. Something more positive.. My dad's going for his colon operation next Tuesday, I hope everything's gonna turn out okay. Some closer friends will know how much i used to curse my dad, wishing he was better off gone when I was younger. Now, it seems I'm the most affected. It's always like that isn't it. Something about the middle child. The rebellious, the "left-out", the blacksheep, unaffectionate, expressionless, the repressed ..... and the list goes on.. . I'm not complaining, I have already engraved the goodies of the middle child syndrome in my head, everytime, I need reassurance, there, its there.