I read a lot, writing is way harder. Tonight, is harder yet. I am lonely..not an unusual emotion for me...been a way of life almost. It should make it easier to deal with as I am so used to it...sometimes. Right now, whew! big breath of air out..no. I miss my husband, who works so far away and doesn't come home but for a short limited time. I hate it.
I have become a Face book addict. Yep, one of those..lol. I truly love my Face book friends and their ups-and -downs and laughter, games. How they face life..and death, betrayal and heartbreak, disappointment and success..they never cease to amaze and inspire me. I always pray for the best for all of them. Yes, even the ones that bother me..lol.
I had a friend block me, and then his friend too. It wasn't the first time I have been blocked. It wasn't even the first time this particular friend blocked me. It makes it even crazier that I agreed it was probably a good thing. It still hurts, and I think it always will. Maybe not as raw and sharp as it does now, but yeah..owie,owie, owie. Still can't talk about all the whys and how's and much of anything about that. It is still too painfully personal..and, yet, I sit here and feel like one of my best friends has died. It was an illusion on my part, a connection I tried to force. Because I wanted the friendship so badly, and "effed" it up at every opportunity. Oh God, "What fool's we mortals be"..a little misquote from the bard.
I am tired enough now that I can go crash..and maybe get more than a couple of hours..ttyal whoever you are and whoever might read this..Good night..the dawn will seem much brighter....from the beginning, for any new reader(s)
I have become a Face book addict. Yep, one of those..lol. I truly love my Face book friends and their ups-and -downs and laughter, games. How they face life..and death, betrayal and heartbreak, disappointment and success..they never cease to amaze and inspire me. I always pray for the best for all of them. Yes, even the ones that bother me..lol.
I had a friend block me, and then his friend too. It wasn't the first time I have been blocked. It wasn't even the first time this particular friend blocked me. It makes it even crazier that I agreed it was probably a good thing. It still hurts, and I think it always will. Maybe not as raw and sharp as it does now, but yeah..owie,owie, owie. Still can't talk about all the whys and how's and much of anything about that. It is still too painfully personal..and, yet, I sit here and feel like one of my best friends has died. It was an illusion on my part, a connection I tried to force. Because I wanted the friendship so badly, and "effed" it up at every opportunity. Oh God, "What fool's we mortals be"..a little misquote from the bard.
I am tired enough now that I can go crash..and maybe get more than a couple of hours..ttyal whoever you are and whoever might read this..Good night..the dawn will seem much brighter....from the beginning, for any new reader(s)
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