Not today anyway. Three family or relationship-al things happened to keep me home today. I have resolved or abandoned all of them, kind of a attempt at some kind of mental healthiness. None of this stuff is about me and I am weary. I will not be doing battle until the lunchtime meeting that I called for Monday. Yay!
I want something or a place that is far away from all of this. Like a middle of nowhere mountain. I would even be willing to give up time with my grandbabies if it meant that I could have some indeterminate time without anyone around. No telephones, no people, no nothing, except lots of good books, all of my art crap and every single thing that I like to eat. Oh. That sounds like heaven. It also sounds like running away. I do not do running away. Crap.
So, tossed away, every bit of responsibility, and all of it left to rot away on its own. I will be watching the DVDs that I brought home from the library yesterday and drink my favorite diet soft drink and make popcorn with lots of butter and just totally waste the next thirty-six hours. I have a nice selection of heartfelt stories and a couple of horror or mystery films, but no zombie stories because I just could not find any. So sad, because even a halfway decent zombie movie really puts things into perspective.
I never made it to coffee this morning and it turns out that hardly anyone else did either, and I am feeling inappropriately amused that the only two people who made it to the coffee shop are the two who like each other the least. I think that makes me a bad person. I should go to my room and be alone to think about that. Oh, I already did that. Cool. Should help prepare me for when I go to live on my mountain, the one that no one knows even exists.
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