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All the Young Dudes - Mott the Hoople |
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Nothing is happening tonight. Nothing happens any night I am home actually. That's the sad thing. And I want to be back on campus, and we haven't even beed gone for a month. Summer, here I come... or go. And at least one interesting thing is planned for my summer of dread: I'm going to Texas for the 4th of July weekend to see the Chubalicious one. Holla! That about sums up my summer itinerary. Nelson and I might check in a hotel or two before August rolls around, but alas, we are both jobless, so maybe just once, or half of once. Don't you hate feeling like you have nothing to do when there is everything to do. Like instead of being bored to tears I could go out for a walk everyday, or to the library and read (and I do read, which may or may not surprise you), or go to the museum. I have so many things I could possibly say right now, and regardless of which way I say them, they still seem somewhat scatterbrained. But I am that way. It's the awful truth. AND one thought that just popped up in my mind was how relationships change. I mean, for two years I've been all about Nelson and myself, and probably will always be that way, but now it's how we are different, not how we are better, and that may make no sense to you. I would swear up and down that me and Nelson were the best couple in high school, and hell, we still are the shit, but different shit. LOL. No, but seriously, we don't walk around Central Park like we used to. Nelson doesn't chase squirrels anymore. We don't go to the museum anymore. Marriage is a lot more real (and just clear your mind for now that neither him or I have jobs and still live at home). We are almost 20. And most importantly, we understand each other. After one year, you know someone, and after two years all that you know you begin to understand. So I would be wrong if I said I hate that we don't go to the museum anymore. I remember the last time we did, sometime after our first anniversary, and it wasn't the same. We certainly weren't, as indiviuals or as a couple. I guess it's just time for us to move into a new part of our relationship. The part where its more familiar, and safe, and a bit predictable, yet comfortable, and loving, and secure. And I have to say, I'm more than okay with that. I appreciate us more, and love him more having had the stuff the real beefy stuff, in the beginning.
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