So i'm a myspacer just like everyone else in the world, and i've been talking to this guy i met on there for the last two months or so. we're not friends...yet we write to each other like we have been for years and we're just catching up.
you always hear, "appreciate the small things in life" and i do. i appreciate the fact that he writes me everyday asking about what's going on in my life. i guess it's the next best thing to going home to someone.
and it's not like those stupid two-liner emails you get from these stupid, outrageously ghetto men who say, "whatz up girl. how are you doin" or hey baby, can i get to know you". uh no. as if.
he actually writes me the most intellectual emails and it's really mind-stimulating. the other day he responded to my grief-like email in which i stated to him that my life was on the rocks (with work, more work, stress, and financial responsibilities). he asked me how I kept my sanity.
funny thing is...i don't. I don't keep it. i get up in the morning, fight the traffic, cuss everyone out on the road that is not following my driving standard and get to work in a pissy mood. i work really hard to please everyone and then receive little to no recognition most days and then at the end of the day, i either have to go to work again (my other job), or i have a meeting or i've made plans (when all I can really think about is sleep). i'm so stressed out i've been making myself sick. i've been having horrible nightmares for the past few weeks. when no one is looking...i cry. i'm not insane...but i feel like my life is unraveling as i write this.
i want what everyone else has...someone to take me into their arms and tell me it'll be alright.
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