Friday, October 16, 2009

Holding my breath.

I feel like I am going to explode. Work is crazy. A few friends are asking me to move to Montreal this spring; many more are hinting that I should not. My school start date is still not confirmed.  I have to keep doing my job and waiting until that magic day they tell me I can go.  I feel like I am holding my breath.

And tomorrow, he leaves.

Tonight I am going to seeing leaving-guy, one last time before he moves away.  We have seen each other every day this week, casually, as though nothing weird is going on.  I come over, we joke around, and I fix the holes in his walls. 

He is supposed to visit next weekend, it is his best friend’s birthday.  He may visit the following weekend, for a party I am having, but I am not sure.  I am not sure of anything. 

What does this person want from me?  And what do I want from him, really?  Do I only want him because I cannot have him?  Would he be just as interesting if he were not leaving?  My birthday is Sunday, perhaps that is imparing my judgement?  My job/school situation is stressing me out, this could be influencing me as well?.

There is one thing I know for sure:  After this weekend of ‘good-bye’ and birthday-related activities is over, I have nothing to do with myself.  I am taking classes, playing sports, things like that, but I will not have someone to occupy my time anymore.  I will be walking through my life alone, again.

And you thought this blog would be funny.  Ha-ha…  Sigh.

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