I have changed, so, so much. But the black dog still sits, in his corner, staring at me, with his black, beady eyes. I can see him over my shoulder, growling at some sound muffled by walls and mortar, two blocks down the road
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3/1/13 I started changing my life for the better. I became a fighter through gritted teeth and the determination to never lose someone in that way again. I feel better physically than I have since high school. I'm emotionally stunted, but likely will be for some time forward. But I'm good. I'm doing great. I really am
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We woke up this morning around the same time. Got to talk to her a bit. Wished her luck on her show tonight with her two-man improv team. Then I went off to work at an elementary school. I told her I wanted to be in her life. I told her I knew she loved me. She told me she did, but "not enough to date me again". I reached for her hand and she
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3/12/13 was the first day of the month I didn't go to the gym. I feel guilty about it, but I needed to give my body time to recuperate
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It's 4 in the morning the week after she left you. You're laying on the zebra sheets you bought her, and you just took two big swigs of sleep aid to help you get to rest before you wake up for Sunday. You spent most of the evening at Comedysportz, starting with a very good matinee show to a sold out house, and then you taught a workshop for a Girl
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So then you're laying there, half-asleep and groggy, sunlight streaming into the room, and she's telling you something. Loudly. She needs you to listen. So you do
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