I hate to be such a Cliché...
...but I don't know how to be anything else.
I'm feeling kind of down today which is probably why I'm posting over here again. This seems to be the go-to place for me whenever I'm a little too deep with the melencholy or trying to be introspective. At least, far gone enough that I'll actually post about it, anyway.
At the moment, I'm feeling a little bitter nostalgia coming on. A few years ago I had a friend (Stacey was her name-o) who I cared a lot about and who parted ways with me after about a year of friendship. We were close enough that I never really forgot her, and I think of her from time to time. Tonight, she popped into my head for no particular reason so I googled her and I found her on Facebook. Naturally, I added her as a friend and now, I await her reply.
I've had other friends with whom I've severed most contact (sometimes willingly, other times not) then tried to rebuild something out of whatever detritus is left after the nukes go off, but so far none of them have worked very well after the fact. My buddy Karl is a good example. We had a little dust-up a couple of years ago and we both, very recently, fired off some reconciliation e-mails to bury the past in the past and let bygones be bygones. Yet I still don't have regular contact with the guy, even though I wouldn't mind it, for whatever reason I just don't make the extra effort, you know? And as a result, neither does he, so nobody really gains any forward momentum, right (and this in a time when I don't have many friends who actually live in town, anymore)?
So, I guess I'm a little apprehensive with the whole Stacey thing. I've been dying to talk to her again for such a looong time, and it looks like I may get that chance which is great, but I'm preparing myself for the 'Friend Request Declined' which has such a depressing finality to it, ergo, the melencholy.
Which brings me back to being such a bad cliché. I swear to God I don't know any better.
In fact, I know I don't know better because I'm gearing up to ask the infamous 'Abby' to another movie.
Someone just put me out of my misery.
Later!
I'm feeling kind of down today which is probably why I'm posting over here again. This seems to be the go-to place for me whenever I'm a little too deep with the melencholy or trying to be introspective. At least, far gone enough that I'll actually post about it, anyway.
At the moment, I'm feeling a little bitter nostalgia coming on. A few years ago I had a friend (Stacey was her name-o) who I cared a lot about and who parted ways with me after about a year of friendship. We were close enough that I never really forgot her, and I think of her from time to time. Tonight, she popped into my head for no particular reason so I googled her and I found her on Facebook. Naturally, I added her as a friend and now, I await her reply.
I've had other friends with whom I've severed most contact (sometimes willingly, other times not) then tried to rebuild something out of whatever detritus is left after the nukes go off, but so far none of them have worked very well after the fact. My buddy Karl is a good example. We had a little dust-up a couple of years ago and we both, very recently, fired off some reconciliation e-mails to bury the past in the past and let bygones be bygones. Yet I still don't have regular contact with the guy, even though I wouldn't mind it, for whatever reason I just don't make the extra effort, you know? And as a result, neither does he, so nobody really gains any forward momentum, right (and this in a time when I don't have many friends who actually live in town, anymore)?
So, I guess I'm a little apprehensive with the whole Stacey thing. I've been dying to talk to her again for such a looong time, and it looks like I may get that chance which is great, but I'm preparing myself for the 'Friend Request Declined' which has such a depressing finality to it, ergo, the melencholy.
Which brings me back to being such a bad cliché. I swear to God I don't know any better.
In fact, I know I don't know better because I'm gearing up to ask the infamous 'Abby' to another movie.
Someone just put me out of my misery.
Later!
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12:03 AM
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