Sitting in my lemon, I just let myself loose in acceptance. Ha, go on, give it to me; luck was never my thing. This is independent living, huh? On your own; completely on your own. Other people are so lucky to have their groups of friends always there to rescue them. I just figured, if I can pull through this single, independent life, I'll be that much stronger.
Then again, I wonder if it will make me that much more bitter and callous...why am I so alone? I never wanted to be Miss Universe! I wish I had a choice in how strong I was to be! No one loves me enough to be near me...
Heh, that can throw me down a very dark well of self pity and loathing...so I'll resist going there for as long as I can. God, I feel like a time bomb...waiting to just give up, instead of explode.
It could have been worse...I could have been on the freeway, like last time. Luckily this time, I was parked in front of an auto dealership and they had a charging machine thing. Hell, I should get myself one of those.
Please, God...just throw something good at me. Something really, really good. Please, let me feel absolute joy even for a moment. I need just a little boost...I'm growing so weary.
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