And by ‘it’ I mean procrastinate.
All of the 10 entries I promised will be completed sometime within the next year. Does a nasty cold and a broken heart excuse me from blogging duties? Very rarely do I succumb to one of those
punched in the gut cannot breathe completing devastating heartbreaks. But I did. Vacillating between sheer rage and hopeless despair gets old. Time to move along.
You know one of the worst feelings in the world? When you love somebody so much you can barely stand it, but for whatever reason[s] the two of you just can’t be together. God, it hurts. They say if you love something let it go, if it’s meant to be it will come back to you. True as that may be that interim period is brutal. Anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that I never get mopey and emo on this blog….so if I’m crying a proverbial river and drowning the whole world….it’s intense.
Mercifully I have the attention span of a fly and a penchant for flirting. So what better time to commence round two of internet dating?! I ditched the fish and went with Cupid so we’ll see how that goes. 24 hours into the experience I’ve already set a date for mini golf [‘hitting balls’ as he so affectionately called it] next Saturday. However, any male suitor who buys me this ghost town automatically gets bumped to the top of my list. 😉
On a completely unrelated note, I had a much needed phone date today. My friend from Hutchison and I had the chance to catch up this afternoon. Her story is hers to tell…but let me just say I am in awe of her. To think that she took time out of her day to bestow upon me words of wisdom and a fresh perspective blows my mind. She inspires me in a way few people can. Bethany, it is an honor and a privilege to call you a friend.
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,