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Nov. 28th, 2004
Good Thing, Bad Thing
Nov. 28th, 2004 12:22 pmGood thing
I guess it comes from living in a flat city but I still get a little child-like wonder and glee driving up the crest of a hill at night and see all of the twinkling lights of the city below. Silly, I know, but it's still magical to me.
Bad thing
Being with your boyfriend and your bad decides to start hurting again. I guess my Dad really did put some of that blasted John Wayne mentality in me - try never to show when you're hurting, but of course, I'm too much of a wimp to actually do that, so I just get angry at myself for showing weakness. I guess the big problem is having your back hurting and not wanting to make your partner feel like he found you at the bad end of a used car lot.
I think I'm frozen on this couch, if I move, the pain will start all over again, with all of the shouting and cursing and the crap. Junk I really don't want Chris to see, and I don't want him to worry about when he has his big TCC performance tonight and is concerned about that. I know, it's a petty thing to be worried about, but that's the way my mind works sometimes.
Ow.
I guess it comes from living in a flat city but I still get a little child-like wonder and glee driving up the crest of a hill at night and see all of the twinkling lights of the city below. Silly, I know, but it's still magical to me.
Bad thing
Being with your boyfriend and your bad decides to start hurting again. I guess my Dad really did put some of that blasted John Wayne mentality in me - try never to show when you're hurting, but of course, I'm too much of a wimp to actually do that, so I just get angry at myself for showing weakness. I guess the big problem is having your back hurting and not wanting to make your partner feel like he found you at the bad end of a used car lot.
I think I'm frozen on this couch, if I move, the pain will start all over again, with all of the shouting and cursing and the crap. Junk I really don't want Chris to see, and I don't want him to worry about when he has his big TCC performance tonight and is concerned about that. I know, it's a petty thing to be worried about, but that's the way my mind works sometimes.
Ow.