Broken car. Fixed car. Friend drama. Boy drama. Arguments on variables: time, values, friendships, relationships. Headache headache headache. Yesterday needed to be over before it started. It was that much of a headache.
So when a group of friends asked me to head down to a soft opening over in Hollywood, I was so ready to drink it wasn’t even funny.
It’s been too long since the last LA Tweetup. I’m now becoming used to driving the 2 hours to San Diego for theirs once a month. We really don’t have as many of the more laid back meetings here, which is odd in a way with the cliches people have of the crowd up here.
It was a good time.. with good people. Another small group versus the larger 40 some people at tweetups I’ve been to previously.
My mind was somewhere else subconsciously I guess.
And one text message sent to cyberspace reminded me… just where my heart really is.
I didn’t dream last night. I haven’t dreamed in some time.
But when I do, I don’t want to wake up, because you seem to only exist there.
Searching for answers.. sifting through things and remembering. Why is it so difficult to completely walk away?