Everything in my body is in a state of panic.
Someone whose presence in my life I very much appreciate asked me to elope to a remote beach for a weekend. As much as I am tempted to say “Go for it!”, I am also pretty sure such an intense time together might ruin our relationship for good.
The love/bastard of my life has put his house on sale. This house meant so much to me – freaking loved this house. I always joked that I care more about his house then himself. I haven’t talked to him in three years now, and I am a bit worried if that sale means a life change that isn’t necessarily good.
Oh, and to top it all off… I bought a car. Talk about taking on responsibilities. You can get me a puppy for Christmas!
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