I know I’m not fragile. I won’t break. I’m actually pretty resilient, but part of being able to bounce back means knowing when to avoid certain situations because I know how hard it will be to recover from the shock or disappointment or elation, and not avoiding can have an impact on future events. Today is one of those days.
Tonight: Elf and National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation on a big screen, choir singing carols for intermission. My kind of holiday fun :)
Based on this latest round of matches, I think it’s time to remove that photo of me in front of the TARDIS from the dating site.
Current status: receiving moral support across the ether from a fellow explorer.
Go to a social event, and say “Hi. I’m [FIRST NAME]” to anyone who looks interesting.
It always works.
It’s officially no longer a surprise when, at an event full of strangers, I run into people I’ve already met. I hereby retire that sentiment.
I have so much to be thankful for today, and it all centers around the amazing people I’ve met this year. Thank YOU!
Let’s grab coffee :)
On the last of those days he dropped me off at the Sunoco station on Memorial Drive where I had left my bike that morning. It was over. There were chrysanthemums planted along one edge of the parking lot and every time I drove past those flowers that fall I would sob and wail in my car.
I was crying in public, too. Crying as I wrote in my journal at Dunkin’ Donuts, crying as I put the heavy napkins and silverware on the tables at the fancy restaurant, crying as I biked home across the river at midnight. But I marveled, too. I marveled at the feeling of being heartbroken.
Thank you, Katie.
It seems, in my efforts to make no assumptions, I make plenty of other assumptions. I need to work on this.