One is the loneliest number.
So, today was one of those weird days in life.
I had to drop my girlfriend off for the summer at a camp that she's working at. I did the same thing last year, but a lot of things happened that summer that really got to me. And still affect me to this day?
Hopefully this summer goes well. If you know me, and know my girlfriend, and have a) known me in the past 3 years of my life, b) actually know what kind of minefield the topic of camps and me can be, c) know what happened last summer, then most likely you'd understand this thread and my reasons for feeling the way that I do: Sorta lonely, unable to do anything if something serious happens up there, and glued to my cell phone.
It's not that I can't live life at all, it's just sorta a pain in the butt to end up thinking that 10 months ago all I could think of was "Hey, glad I don't need to worry about that ever again..." and lo and behold, here I sit. And I know it's not exactly loneliness like she's not there anymore, etc etc. C'mon, I'm a bit more mature than that. Or at least I would like to think that way.
(As a minor side note, this site's ATOM feed is hooked up into Facebook notes, hopefully it doesn't use too much bandwidth. If it looks weird on facebook that I never specifically mention someone by name, that's because I'm one for privacy on the net by not using identities. Always have, always will. Unless if you're a certain camp director/program director for a certain camp, then I won't be afraid to mention names and throw verbal knives. But then again, that would just be petty.)
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