I know that I won't be living here much longer.
I don't know where I'm moving to yet.
I know that I'm going to be an aunt again.
I don't know if I'll ever even get to meet my niece or nephew.
I know I'm getting a pedicure tomorrow.
I don't know if I'm getting "Hey look at me!" red or "I'll just hide over here..." pink.
I know that my roommate and one of my best friends is getting married in 2 days.
I don't know how I'm going to make it through the wedding without sobbing like a little girl.
I know that everything is a struggle right now, from my family to my job to my friends to my finances, to my relationship with God.
I don't know why I just can't seem to make myself struggle, why it feels like I've given up.
I know that I should give up Dr. Pepper.
I don't know how on earth that I forgot until right now that I have one in the fridge.
I know that I'm about to go drink said Dr. Pepper.
I don't know that I'll ever actually give it up.
I know that one guy's calling me, another guy is in almost constant contact, and another has slowly faded out of the picture.
I don't know why the one won't just get it together. It's been 8 years, kid.
I know that I'm tired of not belonging to anyone, not being anyone's priority.
I don't know why I can't make it past the fear or just plain out exhaustion to take the steps to being someone's priority.
I know I need sleep.
I don't know why I'm not asleep right now.
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