So maybe I rather be waiting still.
Okay, well, not anymore. That was a statement I thought a few days ago, but still.
I really am amazed at how many people were worried about me. It's as if hurting me is one of the seven deadly sins or something. It was sort of shocking, but a little annoying too because I couldn't be left alone for a moment to comprehend things. Not that I am complaining that people cared, but I didn't have a moment to think for myself until later that night, when he finally called, and yes, everything is sorted out now, except, that I still can't believe it you know? I still can't believe that he would have done that to me, and I am wondering if he thinks about how dumb it was when he looks into my eyes now, because he says sorry now when he looks into my eyes, and so I wonder if he can still see hurt there. And I want to hurt her. I can't help it. I like what my friend said, "It causes me physical pain not to cause her physical pain." That is the best thing that anyone said to me in all of this, to be quite honest, because somehow that just made me feel so much better.
But anyways, Sweet Charity was, well, sweet. I went twice, and it was pretty dang amazing. I was there early on Saturday so I got to hang with the cast in the pit. That was pretty cool, and Colin is my dog now bitch. ; DD
Wow.
So, now that it is officially a new week, I am so relieved.
Almost Valentines Day, right?
It's time to begin, isn't it?
12 years ago
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