088 the line it is drawn, the curse it is cast...
Sooo I've been neglecting my own journal again. Hah, what's new really.
I did manage to complete the cape for Eileen in record time, and she was thrilled. It makes me happy to see her like that, and I was glad I put that much effort into it. If only I were managing to finish the other projects.
There are about a handful of things and people that keep me sane at the moment, and I'm more than grateful for that. I can't wait until I get back home... takes time and effort and luck or fate? , and then I'll be able to stay.
I'm quite glad that I decided years ago to stay out of this... this clusterfuck, for lack of a better word, that is the people I know and their relationships. Common sense advice is something I can give, certainly, but what's going on right now... I'm not sure I even want to think about it anymore. I don't care who slept with whom, and I refuse to take part in this crappy soap opera. It's gotten worse every season so far and only appears to be becoming more convoluted. Frankly I'm tempted to cut ties with everybody involved, but what difference would that make apart from destroying friendships I value? Next time it'll be the other half of the people I know.
I understand emotional complication, yes. I do. But this, this mess is beyond me.
~I wish my life were simple black and white...