Hey reader. I am in a strange position. Talking to someone across the country, going through divorce and abuse from their spouse. Like. I didn't expect to have someone to talk to. And they are easy to talk to. It's nice. He finally saw my face today and noticed I have the world's thinnest fucking eyebrows. Like lol.
The dumbest thing was, he could've been a ... Kind of like dead ringer? For someone I've been thinking of. Like the universe said hey, he's nice. Go talk.
And we did. Until 215 this morning. I was in a lot of pain but I laid down and talked on text and message for hours. It was nice.
Yes. I am still grieving. But having someone to talk to helps tremendously.
He sent me a voice memo and he has a mildly low voice. I love it.
Anyway. I may not have a Valentine this year reader, but I have someone who cherishes my thoughts. Which is worth it.
All the hearts and chocolate,
S
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