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Disappointment I'm tired. My clothes smell of Labatt Blue and smoke. Circles are appearing under my tear-stained eyes. I'm incredibly disappointed. Had big plans for tonight of heading to see a band play at a local bar. I really enjoy this band - the music as well as their humor. A few friends came with me, night started off great. I had been looking forward to getting out again. Bass is there. Needs a hair cut, but other than that lookin' fine as ever. I love having eye candy around. What else does a single girl have? Anyway, first one person leaves - she's just tired from working all week and she'd gone out last night. That's fine. Night rolls on. Music is fantastic, bar is packed, smoke rolls through the crowd. I get up to talk to other kids I know from the past - former bandmate, a classmate, etc. Before I know it, the rest of my friends have their jackets on and are fixing to leave. I have a Labbatts in hand and have my car parked outside. There's no way I could leave with them. Bastards. Former bandmate says he'll keep me company until I sober up. That's fine. Music continues and I find others to talk to. Including Bass. Which was odd, but nice in a way. Made me laugh. I stay for a bit longer and then head home. I don't like being ditched like that. Friends don't do that. I need my safety net there - that I know someone is nearby whom I can trust if something happens. As I left, all I could think of was Wilbur and Canada. How they would never ditch me like that, as I would never to them. Bubbles might, but never the others. J never ditches me either. Is there a majic button I can push to have them all living nearby again? I want to feel comfortable going out and not have a potentially great night ruined by loneliness. Loneliness caused by those whom you thought cared. currently reading: Blood of the Fold - Terry Goodkind
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