I hate this fucking aftertaste and I hate it even more without you here
This love was my pain, my hurt, my cancer, and all I wanted was to find an answer
You love and respect someone so deeply and then you lose them for your own, your own self odium"
InMe - In Loving Memory
It's official - set back number one has arrived. I can't talk to him at the moment, he's on an exercise for the next few days where he can't use his phone. The first I knew of it was Sunday night, I got a phonecall (while asleep). We spoke for a long time - I don't know what about really, all I can remember is him telling me that his trip home has been moved back by a week.
We've got a long way to go, haven't we?
Nevertheless, I still feel happy. Upbeat. I'm enjoying life, it's nice, great to wake up in the morning refreshed and looking forward to the day ahead.
Works been going really well too. Last week was pretty bad for me until saturday, I'd had a bad week in general and so my work was suffering. But since saturday I just seem to have turned around and everyone's dead impressed. Last week i struggled to get any appointments booked (which is how i earn the commission) , although the week before had been my most successful to date, with 10K worth of business. So to have a crap week felt like i was up against a brick wall and i couldn't get past it.
All in the past now though, eh? I'd best be off.... it's payday and I have things to do, cinema tickets to book (high school musical baby!) and underwear to buy!!
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