Sometimes life gets in the way of creativity and expression. Lately, everyday I come home and my ass just feels like it's been run over by a Mack truck and I've been left for dead in the middle of the white hot asphalt! I'm tired.
And things on the relationship front have been all but perfect. HE and I are still together and I'm still hopelessly in love with him. From one minute to the next I can't tell how HE's feeling about me. HE says, "Not all of my moods have anything to do with you". Is that just mean? Or is HE trying to tell me to relax, that HE is not responding to his feelings for me but to a whole host of other stimuli that make him feel tired, or stressed or cranky?
It just seems like HE's over me.....but HE still makes plans with me. That should be enough shouldn't it? Shouldn't I realize that HE loves me otherwise why would HE still make plans and bring up things HE wants to do with me? Bullfights, traveling, new restaurants, etc.....those are the things HE wants to share with me.
The fairytale continues....
It is better to write for yourself and have no audience than to write for an audience and have no self. Unknown
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