Bad coffee day
So all. Good to speak to Ms. C this morning. As most of you know, I had a bad coffee morning. I will report back soon about removing the stain.
I was just reflecting on my year in CA. There is no doubt that I am totally spoiled. Here I am in the land of good food, tons of entertainment, and my fam, and yet, I am unsatisfied. I miss random J&J coffee nights. I miss T-Head nights sometimes so bad it hurts (in my belly anyway). I am sure that if I manage to move into the city I will make new friends, but it won't be the same. Which leads me to my question of the day:
Will I, for the rest of my life, feel a bit like something important is missing?
Not trying to be morbid, just, as Jillo says, missing my peeps.
3 Comments:
My theory is that time blurs the memory. I too miss those little nuances of a place I really am not fond of, bar mountains and rivers, but I've heard those exist other places too! I think though that the afore mentioned question of a lingering hole can be answered through time.
But what if your abyss moves a little closer?
1:52 PM
Not to go too far out there with this whole thing, but don't you fear more the feeling that nothing is missing? Bitch and moan as we may, we all thrive on the struggle to do the things we want to do. Does that mean that I kind of revil in the misery of IN? Kind of. I mean I have just enough catholic left in me I guess.
I know I misspelled revil, it just works better doesn't it?
3:14 PM
You are right..I mean I am happy when I'm working on something, even if it is tough. I just miss my peeps is all. ;-)
8:33 PM
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