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Dec 06, 2010 20:56

Im cooking. Its the first time in months. It kinda feels like Im feeling some sort of control again. Right... Im looking way to deep into cooking.

I told Rod I was dating other people. I could see the hurt in his eyes. Hes not the type to date more than one person at once, so he just didn't really get it.

Hes sweet. Like. a really good person. But of course its not what I want. How stereotypical. But it goes way deeper than just a breakup I'm patching myself up from. Its the breakup. Its the drinking. Its the body issues. Its the thirty. Its the where to live.

I'm right back where I was two years ago. I guess its up to me to make it different this time.

Trent flies in from Sioux Falls for three hours Friday. We have a lunch date. I'm excited. After the drunken night of Sunday funday two months ago I'm surprised we still have kept in contact after this long.

Im a broken record with a ten dollar dictionary. Repetition seems to be my middle name.

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