I was at a dinner gathering and heard others talk about how they had been pulled in... the same exact lines... the same. the same. the same. They talked of how many others they knew during the same time. how did he have the time?
They were shocked when I admitted I had been one...equally as shocked when they learned I had ceased all contact. The others were struggling just as bad as I was. I felt bad for them and then I felt good about my decision.
I had to leave there... I'm tired of the subject... it's been almost a year I should be over this... I should be over this.
I had the dogs with me and we started running .. I wanted to clear my mind... but even the act of running is tainted. A group of boys in a van stopped to take a picture - I got upset and followed them into a drug store and confiscated their camera... they had two more.. I managed to get my hands on a second one.. and later a boy approached solo and offered the 3rd asking if I would develop all of the pictures. I explained I do no shop at this store so how will they find me? they were just confident they would.
Mom was with me now... we were going to go to a movie.. and then afterwards a concert and we were trying to figure out what outfits to wear. We decided what we were wearing would suffice and headed down an aisle to leave... encountered a guy with a shopping cart looking at Halloween costumes that ended up being Danny. I recognized him before Mom did.
We walked out and I woke up.
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