Fate
Well I never knew how lonely a bed could be at night until you kind of expect someone to be in ther with you and their not. As warm and comforting as a bed can be I find that a bed has another cold, dark, and distant feeling to it. All in all the night wasn't too bad, but of course I fought with Jessie AGAIN. I'm fucking tired of this shit and i've decided to sum it all up into one phrase; "It is what it is." For whatever reason it won't change and one or both of the parties involved is unwilling to at least try to help it change.
As far as fate goes I firmly believe that fate works in the most fucked up ways possible for me. It like all of this is scriped. The last person on my mind calls me last night. (Althought the past would teach me that everytime I do forget about her she comes right back.) That's right, good ol' Jackie Brennen breaks me off a phone call. Personally I was shocked. I mean how everything kind of "ended" between us I just assume go on my way. (Interesting how it's so easy with one, but i'm so completly unwilling to do it with another) She asked me if I knew who it was at the start of the call but I really didn't want to believe it was her, so I told her to keep talking and sure enough it was Jackie. She's due to come by around 2:00. I don't know why she drove all the way home from Western last night, I hope it isn't just to see me, but she seems thoroughly intended on coming over to visit with me on this Super Bowl Sunday. It'll be good to see her again, but on the other hand I just hope that all my feelings for her don't rush to the front of my head and cloud my better judgement. Hopefully all will go well, but only time tells. Speaking of time i'm going to be late to the bowling alley if I don't get out of here like right now. I'll let you all know how it goes later tonight or sometime tomorrow. -OUT-
As far as fate goes I firmly believe that fate works in the most fucked up ways possible for me. It like all of this is scriped. The last person on my mind calls me last night. (Althought the past would teach me that everytime I do forget about her she comes right back.) That's right, good ol' Jackie Brennen breaks me off a phone call. Personally I was shocked. I mean how everything kind of "ended" between us I just assume go on my way. (Interesting how it's so easy with one, but i'm so completly unwilling to do it with another) She asked me if I knew who it was at the start of the call but I really didn't want to believe it was her, so I told her to keep talking and sure enough it was Jackie. She's due to come by around 2:00. I don't know why she drove all the way home from Western last night, I hope it isn't just to see me, but she seems thoroughly intended on coming over to visit with me on this Super Bowl Sunday. It'll be good to see her again, but on the other hand I just hope that all my feelings for her don't rush to the front of my head and cloud my better judgement. Hopefully all will go well, but only time tells. Speaking of time i'm going to be late to the bowling alley if I don't get out of here like right now. I'll let you all know how it goes later tonight or sometime tomorrow. -OUT-