Paragraphs are hard to write. Long sentences take too much time and commitment. Friendships die and resurrect and then die again, and it doesn't matter how many texts you send or hugs you give.
Just because last October was eventful doesn't mean this one will be. (Last October I quit my then job, and then rafted on the Nile. I am having a stare-down with my October 2011 calender. Two weeks to top last year or ... something.)
Substituting 'busyness' for 'wellness' does not work. At the beginning of the year I was desperate for inspiration/reason/distraction which led me to charity groups and partying. Lost causes and dying friendships were the cost because apparently choosing friendship over things doesn't magically make things better.
Love is a sneaky bastard. See, somewhere in the mess of dull chaos (see above) I found a boy. And the boy found me. Now there is hand holding and sleepy afternoons and a lot of giggles. Also there are fights and sulks and stupidity and stormy afternoons which make keeping each other even more precious.
Wardrobes are important, don't take them for granted. Making decisions in my head doesn't mean the universe will magically translate them into affordable living options and move me and my friends into them. Finding a house that you like and can afford is murder.
Indifference is not your friend. It will make you look at things or people you could have sworn you loved and not even feel a twinge.
2 comments:
But you found the boy...and I believe we shouldn't be bastard-aizing love this time, eh? Is making you all smiley& mushy& we are loving that.
Wardrobes are CRUCIAL...and house-hunting is one of the major lessons on growing up; IT SUCKS.
I know a thing or two about sending texts to friends& having them...un requited. Still I text on...They're(SHE) is my friends.
And indifference is the friend. Indifference beats the hell outta hurt, ache, anger and disappointment. Indifference blocks the pain, stifles the tears& helps one sleep minus a soggy pillow.
But you, are the better friend. And I loved reading this.
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