Catching Dreams

i am dealing with dissapointments today...

it is much harder to accept when it comes from the people you love. despite not wanting to expect, there is still that part of you that does. like a child realizing she was lost. then panic fills you, and you just want to slump on the floor and cry. though you know you will eventually forgive at this point, your heart aches.

so drowned myself in alcohol last night...
you control wanting to shout words that you might regret. not being able to endure the sting of the situation, you look for diversion. your gaze falls on the bottle infront of you, it spells r-e-d h-o-r-s-e, ahhh! you take a gulp. then another. then another. the lightness, the uninhibited energy bursts out, and you start grooving to the reggae music. at that time you needed a distraction, and the alcohol helped.

but there was a new friend that was there.

a relationship that started from linking, reading and appreciating her work. and tonight you saw her as a companion. though there was no obligation, she was there to accomodate me into her group. after a few beers and yay-gers you both made sure that the night would be worth the memory and a blog entry. to you, my heartfelt thanks, i will return the favor!

in a way my heart was broken that night. and yet, i also enjoyed the new folks that i met. and to two people that came in the nick of time. what mattered was that both of you were there. thank you for bringing me back to mr. kebab, all because i really wanted to and you wouldnt want me to whine all morning right? feels good to eat after all the beers.

.: guess this night was all about making the most of the situation :.