School in T-1 week and a day. And then everything explodes. Joe met the family at a wedding, I'm going to meet his on Friday at a funeral. I think his ex-wife is going to be there and his nephew who is 3 months older than I am. His little nephew, age 17, just died.
The last funeral I went to was my best friend's. I hope this isn't open casket.
Possibility of moving to California after school is looking more and more probable.
I'm beginning to sort out my feelings more and more. Though Dan and I have a lot of common interests, he's still a flaky kid who can't see the future past the tip of his nose. I can't deal with people who don't think about the future. They dig holes. They desert me.
So I'm finding myself becoming more comfortable around Joe. I guess that makes me more attached. Things are cooling down, which threw me off, but it might be because we're trusting each other more.
But maybe this is all in my head.
I need to put on some goddamn pants. It's freakin' cold.
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