Ice Cream makes me broody
Here I sit at my computer on Good Friday in a pretty skirt (and its really pretty) and I wonder, why do people leave? Not even just physically but emotionally and mentally. They could be sitting right next to you but they are a million miles away. Does that make me a crappy person or are we just getting older? I'd rather it be the second one but I love all my friends, no matter how old they are, or how far they are, or how much they might hate me.