A Friday wedding that I took the muni to and from. I love love love city living and would be so satisfied to be in SF long term. Saturday’s brunch with GF’s and a bus to Sacramento. Late night cocktails with gfs and an early morning to Roseville. It’s always surreal walking into Sacramento and Roseville and I feel that I’m best free from places with long memories. Regardless, it was a great day with old faces. Irish meal with the family and distractions via Tinder. ( Reality is: I’m content. And really picky. and don’t want to waste my time or someone else’s. I’m not looking for a hook up. I’m looking for a good one. The right one. Perhaps. But then again, who am I kidding. I’m not looking. I guess its more of “curious”. I just don’t have time for this sort of thing right now. I’ve gotten the question a lot lately ” who are you seeing nowadays” followed by surprise when I say “no one”. Honestly. I’m happy. I’m content in throwing myself into my work. )
Another day, another dollar.
A year ago I was drinking the days away. Looking for someone to love me. Looking to escape. I was ok. But not. I was stuck in pre divorce limbo. Stuck in obligation. I was chasing boys that were crap. Basically a hot mess. I try not to judge woman now when I see them in that place. It is a place of misery that you just aren’t even aware that exists. I try to explain it to people when they pass that judgement. I try to show them, tell them, reason with them. but it is only something that you can experience and share in those memories of the (hopefully) journey that that takes you on. It’s brutal.
Keep moving forward. Even if the path you take isn’t straight, at least you are moving.
