Monday
The weekend is over. It was a long weekend, and I cannot really make sense out of it. Of course I managed to have one night where I don't remember anything. Perfect. I am ashamed.
Also managed to have a pretty perfect night too, but I don't know what to make of it. Maybe that is what I should do, not make anything out of it. How about appreciating what I have? Yeah, that is an option but won't happen.
You know when you wish you could read people's minds, as they clearly fail to say what they actually mean to you? That's the stage I am in. I don't understand why it is so hard to share the truth. Wrong, I do understand but I feel like it is worth the effort. I don't know where to place my effort. Ugh, guess confusion is a part of growing older and wiser.
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