Back to the way things were
Once again, I turn to writing to get my thoughts down, or better yet, to get them out. It's been a couple of months since she ended things and the numbness is wearing off. Whatever splinter of hope that was stuck in my mind has been painfully removed by the tweezers of reality. This entire situation proves to me that nothing makes sense. How could the best situation in my life, the only stable element, crumble? And what's more, it went fast, suddenly, from way out in left field while no one was looking. Actually, the writing was on the wall I suppose. I just chose to ignore the changes taking place. I'm happy for the time we shared, but it's time to move on.
On a lighter note, the other day I was walking through the Prudential Center before class when I heard a familiar voice talking next to me. It was Rachael Ray from the food network! I should have asked her what she was doing for lunch...
On a lighter note, the other day I was walking through the Prudential Center before class when I heard a familiar voice talking next to me. It was Rachael Ray from the food network! I should have asked her what she was doing for lunch...