Eight days.

Dec 10, 2006 11:25

Eight days can be a very long time. When I initially got the okay for the time off, I was so excited at the thought of visiting friends and Family that I made an eight day reservation to spend with them. The idea now... not so bueno. I can't imagine leaving Fefe with a baby sitter for that long, and honestly, I have so much shit out here that needs to be dealt with, I might have to change the reservation around. In positive thought, I cant wait to go fishing with my father in the freezing cold. I cant wait to see what age has done to the both of us. A baby will have been born that I get to meet. There are people I have not seen in years that I will get to see... I am happy to make my way back, even just for a little bit.

The new Rainer Maria reminds me of the the old Morrissey... its good. I bought Morrissey's cds and found myself reminiscing being 12-13-14, living in California. Being raised there didnt seem bad as a child, because I didnt know any better, but the thought of living there with a family now, yeah, I dont think I would do it. Keep in mind, this is me, living in Manhattan, paying an obscene amount of money for a tiny box... it all doesnt make sense.

Im off to make a vet. appointment for the Lala.
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