Once despairing now euphoric
This weekend was good as any other, except something on Sunday really made my night. What you ask made my night? Well let me tell you.
Since I met Autumn I've always felt a little distant from her family, even her sister who I talk to almost every time I come over their still leaves me a little blank. However much to my surprise Sunday night Autumn's Mom, Autumn, and myself all had a nice hour or so long conversation. The conversations went from one end of the spectrum to the other, from Ghost's to Dreams and to how Autumn and I met. It was a much-needed moment for me. Brought me a little closer to her mother and allowed me to feel a part of the family sorta speak. I hope we get a chance to have more of those odd, but heart harming talks.
On a different note, Autumn and I went to St.Tim's Catholic church on Sunday. Wow, what an experience. Most of the time when I'm at church I feel despairing, unaware, and disinterested in what was happening. To my surprise I actually felt euphoric at church, which hasn’t occurred since I was wee high above a grown mans kneecaps. My mother was suppose to arrive with us that evening, but she had other matters to attend too I take it.
As for the weekend end there was little drinking and no parties, which is fine be me. Taking a break from all the commotion is a good relaxation. Less drama at times and more breathing everything life had to offer.
The worst part of the weekend was the fact that I had to spend a little over 10 hours doing my hand animation for school. I never thought I spent that much time on it until I looked at the time and added up all the hours upon hours I spent gawking at the computer screen.
Since I met Autumn I've always felt a little distant from her family, even her sister who I talk to almost every time I come over their still leaves me a little blank. However much to my surprise Sunday night Autumn's Mom, Autumn, and myself all had a nice hour or so long conversation. The conversations went from one end of the spectrum to the other, from Ghost's to Dreams and to how Autumn and I met. It was a much-needed moment for me. Brought me a little closer to her mother and allowed me to feel a part of the family sorta speak. I hope we get a chance to have more of those odd, but heart harming talks.
On a different note, Autumn and I went to St.Tim's Catholic church on Sunday. Wow, what an experience. Most of the time when I'm at church I feel despairing, unaware, and disinterested in what was happening. To my surprise I actually felt euphoric at church, which hasn’t occurred since I was wee high above a grown mans kneecaps. My mother was suppose to arrive with us that evening, but she had other matters to attend too I take it.
As for the weekend end there was little drinking and no parties, which is fine be me. Taking a break from all the commotion is a good relaxation. Less drama at times and more breathing everything life had to offer.
The worst part of the weekend was the fact that I had to spend a little over 10 hours doing my hand animation for school. I never thought I spent that much time on it until I looked at the time and added up all the hours upon hours I spent gawking at the computer screen.