Friday, June 17, 2011


Waking up. Don't want to remember yesterday. Incredible highs and lows emotionally. Spent a lot of time crying as well as dancing in the car, singing my face off. The term manic-depressive comes to mind.

Met Kyle for coffee and for some reason decided that a pinstripe suit and dress fedora was a sensible choice. Walked around in the rain talking about life and stuff. He bought me a book and my coffee. Not sure what to make of that. I am not used to people doing things for me.

Shoulder still hurts and no I have not yet been to the doctor. I am rather nervous about getting a professional opinion.

Working this morning and have to take off in a few minutes. Trying to kick start my brain awake. Had dinner with James last night. Will prolly visit that here sometime later this week. I just cannot do any more heavy thinking or talking today. I am wrung out.

Rain is what we have here and I am glad. It matches my somber mood. I want to be happy but am just not feeling it. Still cannot eat much. Feel like I am wasting away slowly.

I hope today is a better day.

1 comment:

  1. You don't seem to have any shortage of friends and that is a blessing. I don't know how things are working out between you and James, but if it doesn't then you know the old saying; the best cure for a lost love is a new one. You never know what is really for the best until you look back twenty years from now. Fate is indeed strange; how many men and women have gotten married and then shortly after met the REAL love of their lives, but it is too late. So don't wring yourself out too much over love. - Wayne