The ticking seems to be getting louder. Babies seem to be getting cuter. It’s not like I want one now but I wish I had the option to have one (or two) in the future. Unfortunately I am no where close to the vicinity. I can’t even think of anyone that I might possibly be close to marrying. Knowing my luck (with life in general), I will probably meet the man of my dreams when I am 65 of something. If at all, that is. Seems to me that I am more en-route to becoming crazy cat lady at this stage. So yeah basically life is moving along status quo, nothing has changed from my first post.
The following is a snippet of what I feel about people in relationships. Happy for them but….
And here’s what I am feeling this weekend:
Oh alcohol, how I love (and need) thee.