Sex and the City pt.2
So i got the trivia game for a graduation gift. I LOVE my sister!
And yes, it's more like sex and the single woman....or lack there of. Hmm... I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. My ex and his family came to my graduation party, and they were talking about how we're getting married. His mom kept telling me how much she missed me, and it broke my heart seeing them all still not over me. It's been three years since we were dating. He was my longest relationship though, and my first real relationship. But i don't think i loved him.
Cat's have such simple lives. Weasel is sitting on my desk, and i kinda wish i could be him for a day. I could sleep as long as i wanted, and i wouldn't have to worry about ex-boyfriends, moving, friends, people, life in general. I could eat tuna and sleep in the sun all day.
But I am not a cat, and i have to live my life. And that's okay. Today i got up, early. on my own. no alarms, no mom. I got up and felt good. Weasel and Sami were in bed with me. They seldom sleep in late, they usually get up and eat, then go outside. But today they stayed. When Sasha heard my voice she came and licked my hand at the edge of the bed. Today i woke up and felt good. It's been awhile since i have felt good in the morning. And actually wanted to get out of bed.
On nights like this
when the world's a bit amiss
and the lights go down
across the trailer park
I get down
I feel had
I feel on the verge of going mad
and then it's time to punch the clock
I feel like this sometimes, but not much anymore. And it pleases me to know that life is good. Today was wonderful this weekend was wonderful . Life is good. I know that I have people that love me, i know i have friends.
Today i played my bass again. I haven't played in so long. My fingers are blistering again. The old caluses from playing are long gone, and the raw skin hurts from the reunion. But i could not ask for more.
And yes, it's more like sex and the single woman....or lack there of. Hmm... I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. My ex and his family came to my graduation party, and they were talking about how we're getting married. His mom kept telling me how much she missed me, and it broke my heart seeing them all still not over me. It's been three years since we were dating. He was my longest relationship though, and my first real relationship. But i don't think i loved him.
Cat's have such simple lives. Weasel is sitting on my desk, and i kinda wish i could be him for a day. I could sleep as long as i wanted, and i wouldn't have to worry about ex-boyfriends, moving, friends, people, life in general. I could eat tuna and sleep in the sun all day.
But I am not a cat, and i have to live my life. And that's okay. Today i got up, early. on my own. no alarms, no mom. I got up and felt good. Weasel and Sami were in bed with me. They seldom sleep in late, they usually get up and eat, then go outside. But today they stayed. When Sasha heard my voice she came and licked my hand at the edge of the bed. Today i woke up and felt good. It's been awhile since i have felt good in the morning. And actually wanted to get out of bed.
On nights like this
when the world's a bit amiss
and the lights go down
across the trailer park
I get down
I feel had
I feel on the verge of going mad
and then it's time to punch the clock
I feel like this sometimes, but not much anymore. And it pleases me to know that life is good. Today was wonderful this weekend was wonderful . Life is good. I know that I have people that love me, i know i have friends.
Today i played my bass again. I haven't played in so long. My fingers are blistering again. The old caluses from playing are long gone, and the raw skin hurts from the reunion. But i could not ask for more.