I’m sitting in the car outside Albertson’s listening to Garth Double Live. Mom’s in freak out mode for the party tonight, that starts in 3 hours. (deep breathing…)
I want to trade my Wii for Possum Trot. I really want to go to BYU but I think Possum is more attainable. As long as Scotty’s there… Yep. He’s there.
I really need some stuff to look forward to. Right now I am groundless. No choir, no S-, no jazz, no talking in group, no dance, no predictable non-stressful social interations, nothing fun coming up on the calendar. No real reason to be here. I don’t want to not be here. I just need meaning and purpose and fun. Time for me to relax and to be productive and to play, scheduled, with other people, regularly.
Sitting alone in a dark car listening to Garth & writing is therapeutic.
© Michelle Routhieaux 2010