I haven’t shared for a while and I suppose from previous posts you might have had some ideas of why. Well, I was terribly depressed with very few good hours that were indeed few and far between. I can say was now, today June 14, 2019 at 11:43pm because I am now having more good days with a few bad hours which are getting to be fewer and further between. I am happier.
I’ve often pondered which I fear more; the highs or the lows, and to be honest I think now I can say that I fear the lows more and I don’t just love the highs because of the elation but because I feel more like myself, or the self that I can relate to, the self I remember and the self others eulogize. The self I describe in my About section. The self that has dreams and ambitions.
You see, for the last 3 weeks I have been seeing more of her. She’s beautiful, confident, spunky, friendly and outgoing. Oh, but she’s a bratty, seductress who’s short tempered and long winded. She looked in the mirror and did not like what was done to our temporal host. She thinks I’ve let it go unkept, living in filth and who has the wardrobe of an old maid. Sighs. Let’s just say the train lights are blinking and she’s coming full speed ahead.
I’ve ticked off all the warning signs. I know she’s here in the station and she’s not about to depart anytime soon. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t excited. I’ve been anticipating her arrival for months. She gets shit done and we have a lot of unfinished business to attend to.
So I guess we know who the better writer is. That sad old drunk only journaled 3 or 4 times and here I am; guns blazing ready to dig in and spill my thoughts on paper (I mean screen). Bleh whatever 😝
¡Vamos a bailar! 💃🏾
Hasta pronto mis amigos,
Besos y abrazos 😘🤗
P.S. (I think it’s this side of me that likes other languages and has interests)
Let’s see what this season brings. **fingers crossed for a partner**
This was her debut for the year 2019.