Hello New Year
Well, here it is. A brand new year. And so far, it’s starting out like every other one for the past six years.
A big freaking disappointment.
I know it’s too early to write off an entire year, and I know I’m being overly pessimistic. But honestly, I’m just SICK of being disappointed. It’s one after another, and seriously?
I deserve better.
I remember being 15 years old, on a road trip with my parents, my best friend, and my two cousins. The younger of the two was hopelessly in love with his girlfriend. This was well before cell phones, and he talked constantly of her. My father and his sister teased him about how hopeless he was… but halfway through the trip he caught a flight home.
We were floored. Really?
But now, looking back, I WISH someone would be that into me. I wish someone cared about me with that kind of passion. I can go weeks without seeing the BF, and he barely seems to notice. Years pass by, and I’m still standing at the same dead-end street.
Why am I still standing here?