Ich schreib' schon wieder teilweise auf Deutsch, teilweise auf Englisch. Mensch, manchmal ist der Sehnsucht nach Oesterreich so sehr, das ich es nicht mehr aushalten kann...Ich glaube, ich spinne...

Yeah, so we're back together...long story involving an Italian restaurant and Eric Clapton. Actually, we've been back together for a few weeks now. So we'll see how it goes.

Ha. Just kidding. The subject is what the hell do you think? I mean seriously, what do I have to talk about here besides the aforementioned crap (i.e. the posts directly beneath this one). But I changed my mind and don't want to talk about that anymore ( Read more... )

I'm doing okay. Not super, not bad, just...dealing with the aftermath of the breakup. I'm starting to turn things around, getting things done that I need to get done, but I know that I'm far from finished in terms of grieving over this. This weekend Shaun and I are supposed to meet and that is weighing on my mind as I anticipate the week ahead ( Read more... )

I am absolutely stricken. I cannot stop crying. I am in shock. I knew it was coming, but it still comes like a blow to the stomach. I keep heaving like I am hyperventillating. We had the best conversation possible, the best breakup conversation possible. It was amicable and mutual and we still love each other and want to be friends, real ( Read more... )

I decided to name my journal after a David Bowie song that seems to resonate well in my life ( Read more... )