We’ve been here less than twelve hours, I’ve had two long, hard naps, and now it is not even eight o’clock yet and I am ready to roll over and sleep. I may try to watch some tv so that I can at least make it to a decent hour before actually sleeping.
Though I watched X-Files (s2. hair. touching.) until my ipod’s battery died earlier and had been feeling sort of awake and then I flopped over and slept for another several hours.
And dreamed. A lot. Vividly. Which is bugging me because, why dream about a person who has fairly evidently moved on from you?
That’s a lie. It’s breaking my heart. And I’m just tired enough to want to cry about it.
What’s worse is that her significant other gets back from basic basically the day before my birthday. Cue even more crappy feelings.
But i am exhausted and pathetic and just needing to sleep. I can make it through this week. I’ve done it before and I can do it again, even if I walk away again with my heart bleeding in my hands. Which is becoming a norm.
Alright. I’m done. I promise.
so i was self-checking out at the grocery store and this comely stranger and I had been flirting a bit, and after they had finished checking out they went
" I DON’T HAVE FLOWERS TO GIVE YOU BUT I WISH I DID BUT HERE HAVE THIS."
AND THEY JUST GAVE ME A HEAD OF BROCCOLLI.
Guess who’s got a daaaaate
Everytime i see this i think this person looks so pretty and should be drawn in a disney style.
Well. We arrived in one piece. I haven’t slept in twenty-four ish hours aside from closing my eyes for a few minutes. Which doesn’t count.
Shaping up to be another fantastically draining visit.
Wynnnniiiee. When do you come?