You Missed The Starting Gun
If feels like it's been ages since I last posted here. I can't believe it's already October. It's not usually a good month for me since it's an anniversary of several bad past experiences. But I'm willing to keep an open mind about it. Thus far though it's keeping the usual m.o.
No sooner had Fred gotten home than he went back into the hospital. Because of possible legal moves, let's just say it was a result of his prior recent hospital stay. It pissed me off while B.J. was very non-chalant about the whole thing. I always appreciate the long dragged out lectures he gives me but all I keeping thinking is I'm never going to get that time I lost listening to his diatribes back am I?
With some free time and procrastination, I followed the path of others before me. I googled the names of people I knew from my younger days. A girl I knew who cheated her way in high school now is married with 2.5 kids on the North Shore. Did I mention the fact she also has the tony part-time gig downtown? I found out that my best friend from high school has moved from the west coast and now lives in Packer country. The boy who I had my first dance with is alive and well with a woman who makes him happy. The majority of people have moved on with their lives and are official grownups.
I reflected upon this information with some sadness. It seems like everyone except me got the memo on how to get to the rest of their life. Some classmates I don't envy however. They've experienced the death of one of their parents. I'll figure it out one of these days.
No sooner had Fred gotten home than he went back into the hospital. Because of possible legal moves, let's just say it was a result of his prior recent hospital stay. It pissed me off while B.J. was very non-chalant about the whole thing. I always appreciate the long dragged out lectures he gives me but all I keeping thinking is I'm never going to get that time I lost listening to his diatribes back am I?
With some free time and procrastination, I followed the path of others before me. I googled the names of people I knew from my younger days. A girl I knew who cheated her way in high school now is married with 2.5 kids on the North Shore. Did I mention the fact she also has the tony part-time gig downtown? I found out that my best friend from high school has moved from the west coast and now lives in Packer country. The boy who I had my first dance with is alive and well with a woman who makes him happy. The majority of people have moved on with their lives and are official grownups.
I reflected upon this information with some sadness. It seems like everyone except me got the memo on how to get to the rest of their life. Some classmates I don't envy however. They've experienced the death of one of their parents. I'll figure it out one of these days.
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