I've tried writing when I'm not angsty and for some reason my words don't make sense when I'm not trying to get the poison out. Of course this time will be the exception, since I think I'm mainly trying to get the neither out?........I've also realized that I only blog in order to prevent a melt down. So I basically I let out this verbal vomit and feel lots better. Maybe, just maybe, one day I'll be able to express my feelings without turning into a whirling dervish. Fingers crossed eh? Dear future husband, I apologize for this in advance. Hopefully he reads this. If not, then that apology will go to naught. On a side note, this would make a super adorable how we met story. Kismet. Moving on.
I also wish we solved problems through song, like musicals. Not that I necessarily have a problem, except that I'm a 31 year old single female. As soon as I'm a married female, I'll wish to be single again. I know this since every married person I know tells me that they wish they were single. That whole the grass is greener thing. Who ever invented that is a genius. It's like that guy said "everything's amazing and no one is happy." I think the feminist part of my brain is likely on the blink. Oy Vey.
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