There's nothing quite so comforting in preparing for your MRI scan when the doctor casually states, "did you know that today is Friday the 13th?" gee, why thanks. That's certainly the first thing I want to think as I slowly become conscious at 7am after a night of tossing and turning. Although, I think I may have seen the sunrise this morning, I'm not quite sure what those usually look like.
I applied for bail from AP today. Only a couple (thousand) grand. (this includes the cost of literature) Seriously.
I should briefly mention that it snowed. SNOWED. a;lckel;krawjnion;lakmda;oiem,dkce!!!!
Despite the fact that it was the 13th, I scheduled a roadworthy exam for Rowan. We're crossing our fingers that he passes so that I can bring a new love home. (I'm allowed to have two boyfriends, right? I mean, I need something to divert attention to while AVH becomes a pirate for 5 weeks. Or at least I hope he becomes a pirate. Like Johnny Depp in POC, except not gay. That would be tragic.)
It seems illogical that I'm going to miss AVH when he leaves for his 5 week, 7000 mile adventure. I think this is what sending someone off to war is like, except lots of water, not sand. Sometimes I think Chris Martin writes lyrics like this just for me, "you belong with me, not swallowed in the sea..."
Me.
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3 comments:
Like war, except that he probably won't *DIE*
Your Dr. = teh eeeevil.
Like war, except that he probably won't *DIE*
Your Dr. = teh eeeevil.
"I think this is what sending someone off to war is like" --- strange as it may be that's exactly what I thought when J left the first time. Except he wasn't going to sea....just a dirty tour bus.
I don't think it matters where they go or how far away it is or what they do while they're there....all that matters is that they aren't where they're supposed to be. They aren't with us. So we're allowed to miss them and feel like its the end of the world sometimes (as long as we have each other to keep reminding ourselves that isn't actually the end of the world....just a new spin).
miss you, love you
b.
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