small concerns
i sometimes feel that the internet should be done away with
so much confusion goes along with it
and i am a pretty trusting person
not gullible but not cynical either
why do i find so many problems with facebook?
i have to actually stop myself and say, "Jonecia, it is only facebook. Stop being such a skeptic."
maybe i'm good a skeptical realist
if there is really any such thing
i didn't talk to byron yesterday
he called me yesterday morning and i missed it
he left a message, calling me the usual HONEY BUNCHES OF OATS
but i didn't miss the call this morning
he has a slight cold
i think i may be keeping a small distance
not because he's CONTAGIOUS
but because i know how his mood swings like a woman on her period when he is sick
definitely not pleasant
but still.
i don't know
i wrote another poem last night
based on being skeptical
and i afraid to be happy?
well, that doesn't sound right
but i shouldn't have to think this hard about anything when i've wanted this for three years now
but i find myself doing just that.
i probably won't get to see him today
his days tend to be pretty long on thursdays
i just have a lot more to think about than i thought, i suppose
well, hair appointent in a few minutes.
i best be heading out