Paid the court fines I'd been putting off. And my car is finally registered. I'm on my way. I still have to take care of this bullshit with Fort Mill this Wednesday. And take this stupid $500 "class" to make these fools happy. But the way it's looking I should be free and clear in the next couple of months.
My mother would be so happy.
I'm still waiting for this brick to hit me in the head. I need to go back to work, and get back in the swing of things. Before I get depressed. Before I get so far behind. I'm already dreading going back to work. I'm having a hard time getting out of bed to crawl over to my computer. And when I'm out at the Waffle or like when I was running errands today....I didn't want to be out. I just wanted to eat a bagel, crawl into bed and cry myself to sleep. I haven't done that yet. I told my dad I'll wait till I'm an old man in the mountains to worry about grieving.
I need some new music. I need some good recommendations. Maybe some new ringtones too. Even though I just replaced them. And I want to get rid of my glasses and go with some contacts for a while. A fresh change of pace would be good. And I want to go on a road trip. Not like I can afford it now or anything. I might go see Matt just for a day.
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You're absolutely right. You DO have to get back "in the swing of things" it's the only way you won't end up in the hole. I don't want you to be depressed. I like the thing about grieving in the mountains when you're an old man, but actually holding it in isn't good for you. Which I'm sure you know, you're just trying to be strong. Sorry didn't meet you up at Waffle last night, got tomorrow off if you want to do it tonight though. *hugs* ttyl
Oh and I'm proud of you for getting your car stuff done, finally! Your mom would be proud too.
"My mother would be so happy."
Your mother IS happy. You can't get away from her now. From her perch upstairs she can see everything you do.
Except in the dark.
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