| Current mood: | awake |
| Current music: | Kelly snoring |
It's insanely late. Or more correctly, insanely early. Kelly is fast asleep, softly snoring, tangled up in the bedsheets and blankets, clutching my pillow. I'm not sure how I managed to slip away unnoticed, but I succeeded. I was asleep, but I keep waking up. And then I toss and turn, and can't fall back asleep. I haven't slept well in at least a month or so. I just keep mulling this situation over in my head. I hurt an important person in my life, without ever having the intention of doing so. Tressa is a special girl, and she deserves better than what she has. I've gotten her tied down, filled her with false hopes...everything is just based around and built on lies. I thought that I could love her. But I was wrong. I mean, I do love her. But I'm in love with her. I've known all my life that no one could compete with Kelly for my affections. I can't help the bond that's there, that crosses all the lines and blurs them together. He's always going to be the most important person in my life. I'll always love him more than anyone else because he literally is a part of me...as well as figuratively. Naturally this is a hard concept for a woman to grasp about her husband. She may never forgive me...I truly doubt she could...but I hope we can at least reconcile to an extent. I haven't spoken to her since the day she told me it would be best if I didn't stop home for awhile. I'm giving her room, giving her time. I figure she'll contact me when she's ready. I'm never certain about how women operate, they tend to be tricky, but I'm thinking this is the best approach.
Anyway, on a lighter note...the road trip was a lovely getaway. I think it was something Kelly and I both needed. It didn't take my mind off of everything entirely, but it did help. And I can now say I have some fond memories of the Grand Canyon. Heh.
We went to a Common Rotation gig the other day. Always a great performance by Adam and the band! I always did like Adam when he wasn't clocking me in the jaw ;) Anyway. There wasn't an obscene amount of drinking this time. I wasn't in the mood to get drunk, or to deal with a drunk Kelly, so I made him go easy. Beside, no time to drink when you're bumping and grinding to the music! And oh did we bump and grind...and then we bumped and grinded with the Lenk brothers. Good times, my friends,...good times. It really was fun. I think I was successfully able to let go of all my worries for a couple hours and just have some good, genuine fun.
I think Kelly's starting to notice my absence from the bed in his slumber as he's making whimpering noises. I swear, I'm not sure how he's ever able to survive without me around 24/7. Not that I mind taking care of him, and being with him. So yeah, I'm not complaining. Heh. Ok. Sleep now.
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