Jes' kill me now
I'm very meloncholly. (Spelled wrong for a reason)
I'm considering moving. I interviewed for a job, a job that I'm well suited for even though I don't have a suit to wear.
I haven't told my friends. My friends don't understand the concept of moving. Well, one does... barely. My friends will never leave this town; due to family. I have no family here, except my friends. I've made more friends here than I have in a lifetime. And, the thought of leaving is heartbreaking. But, nothing is happening for me here!
I've moved AT LEAST every 5 years of my life; up until I moved here. It's been 7 1/2 years that I've been here, now. I've moved residences 3 times; but that's not the same.
I hate moving. Not the moving part... the PACKING part. It's the only thing I can't stand.
And, yes. I'm dodging my point.
Scott and I will always be friends. Jill, Lori, Jessica will become the email-joke-sending-type of friends.
But, how do I handle the Holly situation? The "She" or "Her" situation that some of you may know about. She's the one that got away...ANOTHER one that got away... the one I let get away because I wouldn't pursue it. She wouldn't pursue it. It just kinda lay there all sexual and imbalanced. Neither one of us willing to pick it up and dust it off for fear of the other saying "Ah-HA!!!".
And, now with the thought of leaving town... I'm given pause.
She's not perfect for me. Please understand that. Nor, am I perfect for her. We may have become friends because we were both needy and alone. But, not alone or needy enough to be "together" even once.
Fuck it. I've left friends before, and I lived. I will this time too, if the move comes to pass.
Sorry to disturb you, I'm sure you have something better to read...
I'm considering moving. I interviewed for a job, a job that I'm well suited for even though I don't have a suit to wear.
I haven't told my friends. My friends don't understand the concept of moving. Well, one does... barely. My friends will never leave this town; due to family. I have no family here, except my friends. I've made more friends here than I have in a lifetime. And, the thought of leaving is heartbreaking. But, nothing is happening for me here!
I've moved AT LEAST every 5 years of my life; up until I moved here. It's been 7 1/2 years that I've been here, now. I've moved residences 3 times; but that's not the same.
I hate moving. Not the moving part... the PACKING part. It's the only thing I can't stand.
And, yes. I'm dodging my point.
Scott and I will always be friends. Jill, Lori, Jessica will become the email-joke-sending-type of friends.
But, how do I handle the Holly situation? The "She" or "Her" situation that some of you may know about. She's the one that got away...ANOTHER one that got away... the one I let get away because I wouldn't pursue it. She wouldn't pursue it. It just kinda lay there all sexual and imbalanced. Neither one of us willing to pick it up and dust it off for fear of the other saying "Ah-HA!!!".
And, now with the thought of leaving town... I'm given pause.
She's not perfect for me. Please understand that. Nor, am I perfect for her. We may have become friends because we were both needy and alone. But, not alone or needy enough to be "together" even once.
Fuck it. I've left friends before, and I lived. I will this time too, if the move comes to pass.
Sorry to disturb you, I'm sure you have something better to read...