I took Friday off hoping for a nice extended weekend. Instead I spent some of it with my love, but the majority of the weekend I was miserable and tied up here at home.
There was a brief intermission where Applebees was conquered with 4 good pals.But mainly Friday was a day that i spent alone, wallowing in self pity.
Saturday was good, as it was primarily showered in love and the cinema. There is no better feeling than seeing someone that constantly has a way to put a smile on your face as they walk into a room [or when they sneak up behind you in Wal-Mart when you least suspect it]. I decorated my Christmas tree and really started to think that there could really be a hidden job for this. I am very good at it. Think of all the little older ladies that i could help out by going to cut a tree for them, bringing it inside, and decorating it. If someone in LA can have a job as a fashion coach for dogs then i can cut trees and ...ah never mind.
Sunday started off just as Friday did. Home, alone, bored, quiet. All day i watched movies starting with The Fast and the Furious and ending with Being John Malkovich. Figure out that combo. I ended doing one of the saddest things in history. I went to the Lycoming mall, by myself. Already missing my special lady more than ever, this was not the remedy i was looking for. Some family issues ensued laster that evening, none of which are worth explaining, but were quite monumental to me.
Now it is Monday. I have to leave for work. I am spending the night with Krisie, the only thing in my life that makes sense anymore.
-thanks

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