Another Saturday Night
Long time no post.
Last weekend I sat in the front seat of a little, black Jetta parked in my driveway until 4:00 in the morning. The conversation that transpired during the four hours in the car was enlightening to say the least. The funny thing is that Steve, my very good friend and the other conversationalist in this scene, probably has no idea how much that talk helped me.
It is twelve shades more than wonderful to find those people that totally understand where you come from with regards to certain things... to find those people that let you know that you are not alone in the boat... to find those people that you just know will end up being part of long lasting friendships.
I realize that I'm being a bit cryptic... again. I'm not entirely sure who all reads this anymore and I'd rather not have everyone knowing all the details of my business. I found out this summer that way more people than I originally thought read my livejournal. Flattering, in a way... but it can cause a few problems.
I guess my point is that four hours in a Jetta while it snows and spits ice outside can be exactly what a person needs to pull them out of their funk. I'd recommend it but only if you have stellar company and a warm scarf.
and scene....
Last weekend I sat in the front seat of a little, black Jetta parked in my driveway until 4:00 in the morning. The conversation that transpired during the four hours in the car was enlightening to say the least. The funny thing is that Steve, my very good friend and the other conversationalist in this scene, probably has no idea how much that talk helped me.
It is twelve shades more than wonderful to find those people that totally understand where you come from with regards to certain things... to find those people that let you know that you are not alone in the boat... to find those people that you just know will end up being part of long lasting friendships.
I realize that I'm being a bit cryptic... again. I'm not entirely sure who all reads this anymore and I'd rather not have everyone knowing all the details of my business. I found out this summer that way more people than I originally thought read my livejournal. Flattering, in a way... but it can cause a few problems.
I guess my point is that four hours in a Jetta while it snows and spits ice outside can be exactly what a person needs to pull them out of their funk. I'd recommend it but only if you have stellar company and a warm scarf.
and scene....