I finally finished The Alchemist. It was one of those books I said I'd read before a million times but this time I picked it up and read it in a few hours.
Sometimes I feel like the woman in the desert. I know there's something else out there for me, but I can't help but feel that I'm not meant to be on this journey all alone. I can be a loner at times, but I will eventually need something different. I think my biggest problem with being in a long term relationship is that I'm so independent and set on my ways. Do I find my exact self or do I stay alone? Maybe I have to teach myself the concept of compromise.
I don't believe I'm supposed to stay here in the Chicagoland area either. Some people have told me the Pacific region, not California, but maybe somewhere west would be my ideal spot. I know somewhere smaller than here would be my Shangri-la. This is something for me to figure out. People have been wrong about me before.
Pepa's in the hospital once again. Pneumonia. I'll visit tomorrow. He's confused once again because he wasn't taking his normal routine of meds to make room for the high doses of antibiotics. It's ok if he doesn't know me. I just don't want him to be afraid.
What does a man do to deserve this? To me, he deserves better.
Sometimes I feel like the woman in the desert. I know there's something else out there for me, but I can't help but feel that I'm not meant to be on this journey all alone. I can be a loner at times, but I will eventually need something different. I think my biggest problem with being in a long term relationship is that I'm so independent and set on my ways. Do I find my exact self or do I stay alone? Maybe I have to teach myself the concept of compromise.
I don't believe I'm supposed to stay here in the Chicagoland area either. Some people have told me the Pacific region, not California, but maybe somewhere west would be my ideal spot. I know somewhere smaller than here would be my Shangri-la. This is something for me to figure out. People have been wrong about me before.
Pepa's in the hospital once again. Pneumonia. I'll visit tomorrow. He's confused once again because he wasn't taking his normal routine of meds to make room for the high doses of antibiotics. It's ok if he doesn't know me. I just don't want him to be afraid.
What does a man do to deserve this? To me, he deserves better.