Breathing - the only constant in life
Well, he returns. A somewhat triumphant return in that my life with Todd grows better by the day as I fall more and more in love with him. Triumphant as we have secured some very close friends in Johnni and in Dave & Nath. And triumphant in that I have at least started on a new path with my life. I path I share with him.
Not so triumphant is the fact that still I struggle to face work each morning. I have tried thinking positively... I've thinking in smaller terms of my job... like its only two days.... its only 5 days left till your off again. Nothing seems to work and I walk into that certain feeling of a life wasted each morning until the weekend.
I don't think I was meant for work. I long to write yet half the time my brain is so exhausted I can barely manage a few words every night upon my return. Todd needs work. He longs for it to. He longs to write yet he finds he can't. I don't pretend to know why. I think he needs that security of working. I know I do. Otherwise I would have quit a long time ago.
That is pretty much the long and short of things. Very few major events have happened.
My cousin gave birth premmaturely, my sisters due date to give birth draws near, I have been constantly sick lately (stupid residual effects of glandular fever). Nothing new especially at all.
Anywho, I will say adieu here as I am at a loss for what to express... I'm working also, so I have some work to do (its a slow as a wet week) and I'm too tired to think especially straight.
I hope you have all been well in my absence. Missed you.
Not so triumphant is the fact that still I struggle to face work each morning. I have tried thinking positively... I've thinking in smaller terms of my job... like its only two days.... its only 5 days left till your off again. Nothing seems to work and I walk into that certain feeling of a life wasted each morning until the weekend.
I don't think I was meant for work. I long to write yet half the time my brain is so exhausted I can barely manage a few words every night upon my return. Todd needs work. He longs for it to. He longs to write yet he finds he can't. I don't pretend to know why. I think he needs that security of working. I know I do. Otherwise I would have quit a long time ago.
That is pretty much the long and short of things. Very few major events have happened.
My cousin gave birth premmaturely, my sisters due date to give birth draws near, I have been constantly sick lately (stupid residual effects of glandular fever). Nothing new especially at all.
Anywho, I will say adieu here as I am at a loss for what to express... I'm working also, so I have some work to do (its a slow as a wet week) and I'm too tired to think especially straight.
I hope you have all been well in my absence. Missed you.