Last night was a bad night. Fight, blame, guilt, lj melodrama, honesty, perspective. It got better, and there were apologies, which was relieving. I just want to shake this feeling. I don't owe anything to anybody but myself. And for the first time in three years I want to honestly believe that.
It was a great day before that though. Unsolved Mysteries, Cooperz, failed Olive Garden venture, tacos, ghetto beats, where are the raviolis??, pervy old men, Superbad, Denny's for far too long, camping fail, porch swings, and no sleep followed by lots of sleep. When moments feel like days it's hard to say life is less than wonderful.
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