Dreams
I have been so busy lately. Almost moved but after boxes packed and things switched it turned out a water pipe was busted at the house and well orange water wasn't cured. I hoped the plumber could have fixed it but that's didn't happen either. I guess it wasn't meant to be. I won't be a bear living in the woods and will continue to lock my doors and windows at night in Hazleton at my same house. Packing isn't bad when you are organized but unpacking in the same house is boring as heck. Yard sale tomorrow. Air conditioners running all day. My hair is still past my shoulders, I got a new cell number 570-861-2024 I will post it on here since I get prank calls anyhow and no one even has the number. It must have been a drug dealers prior ha. Anyhoot, I wanted to write because last night out of the blue I had this dream about Rob my x from years and years ago. I was waiting for him to get off a plane and totally in love with him. I waited and waited and there he was. As I woke up he was just standing there staring at me clear as day the only difference was he had longer hair which I doubt that is the case now with age. I want to note I talk to and am friends with every single one of my x boyfriends. Some are married and I am even friends with their wives. Some are even divorced already. But Rob was the one who got away. Although we talked years after we had met and crumbled we had seen each other through out the years until about 4 years ago. I have tried to contact him but he wants nothing to do with me. Which is fine (I am sure he has reasons for acting as if I were dead) but I do think of him from time to time. Because out of my whole life I feel I was only ever in love with two people and that would have been him and Dan (my x I spent 5 years with). It would've been nice to kept in touch with Rob. But I remain with just some memories and inspiration he gave me.