It has been a really exhausting ride since my birthday, really. Full of some highs and some lows, some waaaaay down lows, but I’m ready for even keel, some smoother sailing.
I’ve been jerked around a little this month, not intentionally, but still, jerked around while someone was wrapped in some self-absorbed BS. The only person allowed to be that self-absorbed, folks, is me, so make a note, don’t let it happen again.
I think the hardest part of it all (I hate to be cryptic, but this is a public diary after all, you’re peeking over my shoulder into my thoughts, so I have to be a little guarded) was that my intentions were misunderstood. And the party involved never took a second to even ask my intentions, just took a question, ran with it, blew it up, emotional shrapnel everywhere. We’ve talked at length since then to make some peace and move on, and not once was I asked what I wanted, what I meant to happen.
I just think that’s a little odd, a little off, that when I extended my hand, so to speak, it was slapped and that was that. Why did I extend it, hmmm? What did I want out of this? The answer might not be what was expected. I guess I’ll stick with a don’t ask, don’t tell policy on this…I’m not blurting out any more.
I need a break. I need a vacation. I love my friends, all of you, but man oh man, I could use some quiet.
Where shall we go? Let’s go somewhere good. Where is Chris Isaak touring?? I think he misses us.