You know those mornings where everything is wrong and you’re running late and in a murderous mood and it’s rainy and you forgot your umbrella and raced to get coffee before the train and then spill all that coffee everywhere and people give you looks because you’re grumbling to yourself and they think you’re crazy and maybe you are and wow you are so late?
I’M HAVING ONE :c
I have three full weeks off at the end of the year (creative use of vacation time + no one at work really cares) and it’s just what the doctor ordered. I need to detox, I need to work out more regularly, and I need to realign. My first few days off involve juicing and a spa day.
… There might be a detour to Savannah for New Year’s Eve.
But other than that I am going to use the time to jump start getting hot. My best friend is getting married in March. It’s go time.
This guy told me once that he considered me his intellectual equal as if it were some great compliment and I laughed so hard and informed him I was his superior and that is how we broke up.
So many of my relationships with men have been inherently destructive.
I just want to be taken care of.