I don’t want to go to bed by myself tonight. I hate to admit this. I’m having a moment of weakness. I have been the woman who celebrates single life and enjoying my time with myself. Tonight, I feel so many conflicting things, as usual. I have a ‘fuck-you-attitude’ toward my non-boyfriend. Maybe I’m needy and sensitive lately, but that’s how it is. He didn’t reply to a text, so I have one way to measure that. I miss having him here at the same time.
I’m going back to being the woman who enjoys her single life. I had a moment of weakness that has passed. I’ll blame it on the wine. Living in the in-between takes its toll sometimes. Back to doing whatever the fuck I want to, because I can. I’m going to clean my neglected house now. Being gone for a weekend also takes its toll.