Filed under: self indulgence
I left Austin this morning. I said goodbye to Mike, I packed my animals into my Accent, and I drove.
And I drove.
And I drove.
And here I am in Memphis, TN. The animals are asleep, despite having slept all day. TV sucks. Dominoes has taken 2+ hours on my pizza. I’m running on 3-ish hours of sleep.
I’m tired and lonely. Its too quiet. It hasn’t set in that I’m going home. I keep thinking “I’ll ask Ali ___ when I get home” or “I will have to get Mike to put Ghostland on my iPod when I get back.”
There’s no “getting back.”
Though I do not regret our truncated relationship, it has certainly put a damper on the move. This would be so much easier if I did not have anything to miss. As painful as it was/is I am thankful for everything — and relieved that we talked last night.
Don’t settle.
I’ll miss you.
Goodnight; goodbye.
You owe me royalties for use of “bitchmuffin,” in addition to $341 and your mother’s virtue.
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