And so I continue on this journey rather aimlessly, always on the look out for an opportunity but never quite able to hold onto the ones I find. I vaguely remember sharing my life with another and it being a wonderful thing, conversations were not constant but the feeling of being together made silence joyful rather than awkward.
I am constantly confused by Miss Mamma and her many contradicting signs and signals, and the rise and fall of my chances with Miss amazing was an eye opening lesson in how not to let hope get the best of me, and throughout all this I attempt to remain optimistic because you never know whats just around the bend of life.
People, places, objects, hopes, dreams, all are interchangeable and come just as fast as they appeared. I am finding it hard to let anyone in for fear that when I do they just disappear. Though this may sound bleak at the moment it is completely appropriate.
I have been told by a few women now that I am a completely wonderful guy, but I am told this while essentially being rejected which defeats the purpose of the message and makes me really wonder what exactly is so wrong with me? This might have to be the subject of another Somber Sunday because I am seriously done with feeling sorry for myself this week.
Williams OUT
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