Still Lovesick and Homeless
I'm at an open mic in Nashua right now. My mind is acting predictable again. I can't get Kate out of my head, but thid time in an anxious way. There's this guy Mike she's been spending time with a lot. I invited her to a poetry slam last week that went on last night. She invited Mike last minute and I showed up late. I walked in to find Mike rubbing her shoulders and resting his arm on the back of her chair. Okau, so at least I didn't catch them making out, but the thought of them sleeping together has dropkicked my brain a couple times. I'm trying to erase the image.
I texted her asking if she was with him, because I'm insane sometimes.
"Well prob never be anything real but we've been hanging out"
I don't know what exactly that means and I'm not going to bother attempting to analyze it. It is what it is. I'd also say we are what we are, but I'm not sure what that is anymore.
Hopefully I'll have a place by the 11th. Being homeless is eating away at my morale and my patience. My car is hurting though... trouble looms. Chris is saving my day, cosigning on this place I'm looking at. I'm such a bad best friend... he does so much for me and I don't do hardly enough for him. I need to change that.
I got my PC hooked up at Kevin's house. We played some Star Wars Empire at War and Aliens vs Predator and it was awesome. I did some Construct stuff today and it was nice to work with that again.
I hate being so focused on these romantic shambles. I've more important things to worry about, my life to get in order. There've been plenty of other men before Mike, and he's just as boring and out of touch as the rest of them
Which begs the question on how long I can keep dealing with this cycle. (Forever. The answer is forever.)
I need a home.
I texted her asking if she was with him, because I'm insane sometimes.
"Well prob never be anything real but we've been hanging out"
I don't know what exactly that means and I'm not going to bother attempting to analyze it. It is what it is. I'd also say we are what we are, but I'm not sure what that is anymore.
Hopefully I'll have a place by the 11th. Being homeless is eating away at my morale and my patience. My car is hurting though... trouble looms. Chris is saving my day, cosigning on this place I'm looking at. I'm such a bad best friend... he does so much for me and I don't do hardly enough for him. I need to change that.
I got my PC hooked up at Kevin's house. We played some Star Wars Empire at War and Aliens vs Predator and it was awesome. I did some Construct stuff today and it was nice to work with that again.
I hate being so focused on these romantic shambles. I've more important things to worry about, my life to get in order. There've been plenty of other men before Mike, and he's just as boring and out of touch as the rest of them
Which begs the question on how long I can keep dealing with this cycle. (Forever. The answer is forever.)
I need a home.