Awake at the butt crack of dawn, again

[hopita]

Yes, my eyes were open by 5:15, but I did not leave the bed until 6:00. It's now nearly 7:00 and I can't believe that, once again, I'm up before the sun with nothing to do with my time but dither around with my LiveJournal.

I was thinking about something I was writing in wackywallflower's LiveJournal ... pondering a broken heart, and what it is to have your

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[ratphooey]

For what it's worth, I think it's better to give one's heart away too freely than to not give it freely enough.

[hopita]

'Tis true, and the fact is not lost on me. Still, there's a very fine line where being trusting becomes being naive ...

Evil will prevail.

[wackywallflower]

it's nice to know that I'll still feel these ways in 12 years.

*kills self*

haha, I'm kidding.

Maybe I'm naive, but something inside me still thinks these things get easier once you meet the person who loves you completely. Then again, other parts of me doubt this will ever happen.

Yeah... I think I'm just naive and cynical, and I never thought I could be both at once, haha.

Re: Evil will prevail.

[hopita]

Naive and cynical: good combo.

Miracle on 34th Street is just starting on TV (the original; I pretend that that 1990s version doesn't exist, because it shouldn't exist). I remember watching it last Thanksgiving with my Mother when she was in the emergency room. As horrible as that was, I still think I'd rather be watching TV in the e.r. than getting ready to sit down and make small talk with the folks.

Wow, my mood has taken a turn for the worse, now hasn't it?

[hopita]

Epilogue to the Epilogue:

I spoke with Daryk on the phone for a good, long while this morning (would have talked longer if my brother, Joey, hadn't beeped through twice). I told him about my dream and we talked about family, food, and lowering your standards.

I suspect it won't take much more vodka for me to give him another call this evening.