Jan 07, 2005 00:18
Most old memories get put into a box and up into a closet. I went through my box of letters, and threw them out. I just don't have any room for clutter. I'm trying to get organized. One reason I don't really like Christmas. No room left anywhere. *sigh*
I read some of Charlotte's old letters. She had written me a ton back then, and even sent me money for the outragious long-distance bills we'd rack up.. over four-hundred dollars worth. She made me miss her, but it's a painful miss, so one after one each letter went into the trash can.
Also, today, I realized really how much of my world revolved around Nikki this past year. Those certain songs gave me that sense of emptiness again, but only for a few minutes. Solid reminders of how much I hated that time period. Hated wanting someone so much that I would've done anything in my power to get her. I'm much happier now, and very thankful that we didn't choose to go our separate ways, but are good friends. Sometimes we fight and want to be finished with each other, but I think that Nikki will be in my life forever, like those best friends that grow old together and make promises to marry each other if they are single after their late thirties and forties. It wouldn't be fun growing old without her as a best friend, and that she is.. my closest and best friend, even if I am not truly hers.
Katy told me that she came out to her mother, and told her about us. To my surprise, her mother admitted to being attracted to girls as well, and was totally accepting. We both thought that she would react negatively. I'm still worried about good ol' daddy finding out, or even borderline sister.