Weeping Internally
So....here I am.
Sitting by myself having lunch in a hotel restaurant. Twenty minutes from my meeting with someone at said hotel. (Not for a tryst you scandal-mongers). My Blackberry in hand, my business folder on the table, with notes scribbled on the paper inside.
Good Lord, I've become the person I used to mock not so long ago.
Sitting by myself having lunch in a hotel restaurant. Twenty minutes from my meeting with someone at said hotel. (Not for a tryst you scandal-mongers). My Blackberry in hand, my business folder on the table, with notes scribbled on the paper inside.
Good Lord, I've become the person I used to mock not so long ago.