Day Two
I slept last night. For six entire hours. I woke up, breathed in and out, walked the dog and made coffee. I hopped in the shower and scrubbed my face clean. I put on clothes, started my car, lit a cigarette and drove to work.
All the while I wondered how someone who is a good person, for I do not doubt that he is, could let me get to this point before deciding I am neither what he wants nor needs.
All the while I hurt.
The only thing getting me through this day is the knowledge that tonight Jessica and Diane are coming over. My girls. And Saturday Jessica, Samantha, and Kyle are taking me to karaoke. My friends.
The sad part is that the person I need the most has walked away from me.
(My title is #50 on the 100 Blog Topics I Hope Your Write)
2 comments:
I love when you do the big words in your posts, cool fonting.
Can I come? Ooooh, I love karaoke.
So, did you put on some "Every Day is Like Sunday?" I put it on yesterday just for you.
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