As I've said many times before and will say many times again- sickness sucks.
Luckly I was still able to get out a fair amount this weekend and get some to do's done. Mainly I did a proper de-junking of my closet and said goodbye to two big garbage bags worth of clothes. Some item's were things I've held on to for quite some time- early university and on and just needed the final push to say- I will never wear this again.
I've pondered this question a lot in the past few years and it again crept into my mind this weekend after seeing recent photos of individuals I went to high school with getting married. Its not the first or the last time I will hear about someone getting married but this time hit me a tad harder and dug up more. My concerns about finding someone to share my life with- not now, but at some point. I don't want to miss out in experiencing sharing your life with someone and what that means in every sense of the world. Will it ever come?
I've been surrounded by many friends going through hard-relationshipy times right now and as much as I am always the tough upper lip one to say it will all be ok... at this point I don't know if it will be... not necessarily for them but for me. No matter how big the upper lip, we all fall down at some point.
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