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Believe - 18 February 2003 . 03:23 The "your new entry" block is so unforgiving when you know you should update and have all these crazy things running through your mind but not one damned thing to write about... My cat disappeared for 6 hours yesterday. I felt like the parents of a kidnapping victim....scared, unsure, completely out of control of the situation...then, just as suddenly as she disappeared, she strolled up to the door and let out a quiet meow. I knew I had become attached to the little furball but I had no idea just HOW attached I was until she suddenly wasn't around anymore! Otherwise it's been a quiet day. Sleeping all day tends to facilitate quiet days though. And working all night facilitates sleeping all day. See how the vicious cycle works now? I got the long-anticipated CD from The Bean this past Saturday. It was just as wonderful as I thought...and I jammed to it all the way to and from work for the past 2 days! One of my drivers gave me his cell phone number in hopes of obtaining a booty call while working. I politely declined. He is Portugese and while it had nothing to do with my decision I thought it worthy of mention. What influenced my decision was the fact that there is a Mrs. and I seriously want no part of that. Besides, I'm interested in someone else. The fact that I'll never have him (or have him again for those who believe I once had him) is no matter. And even though I'm too chicken to pour out my heart and reveal my deepest, truest feelings to him I can't seem to let go. But that's what happens when you meet the person you believe to be your soulmate. If you believe in that. I happen to believe in the idea of people having soulmates. I think when you are born part of your life's mission is to find your other half, the person who completes you. And as you go on, each relationship you develop brings you one step closer. I used to believe that when you met your soulmate the two of you would be together no matter the time, place, situation, others involved; it would just happen and nothing would stand in the way. How completely naive! So now I'm sitting here crying to Diaryland while listening to Chicago, Celine Dion and the likes, praying for the strength to follow my heart no matter the consequence. So far all I've got is puffy eye from these sad songs and further disillusioned ideas of romantic life and fate.
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