Catching up on lost times.

Undecided Pure
Sep 7, 2018 · 2 min read

I missed a night of storytelling. Last night was a pretty good night. There was dinner and games

P and I had some good deep conversation. Overall I felt like we did as well as we could.


Today was the day from hell. Rain rain rain all damn day. Nothing can ruin a good mood like rain. Work was work. Lunch was nothing special and driving home in the rain made me sad. Listening to my concert playlist made me remember S and how much I really missed the last year of her life. I know it had to be a bitch for the ex but I wish I was there to help. I wanted nothing more than to curl up with her and be her daddy one more time. I had tears running down my face on the way home in the pouring rain with fog and just had to turn off the radio before another song came on about losing something or how things should be.

P called me and brought me out of my thoughts with a call. I was just almost driving past her work and she wanted to know if I wanted to go to the store. She was buying the fixings for dinner. We did the store and got home. She told me about her bad day and it made me forget about myself. I wanted to comfort her and make her feel better. We made dinner and started watching some bear movie on Netflix. All I could do was see the littlest bear as S.

    Someone who is trying to find their way thru life. I’ve been divorced 2+ years. I’m a workaholic. I love P thru everything that we go thru. Is she my soulmate?

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