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The Journal of Indigo Tempesta Romantic
06/21/2002 07:17 a.m.
Romantic, ironically, is the perfect word with which to describe my mood lately. In my own mind, anyhow. Not in the wistful, wishy-washy sense. Just...nice. I don't know. The only good enough word is romantic.
Why? Hm...
it's summer and I'm working a lovely job which I adore with a great friend of mine who is like an older sister to me. My wonderful boy helps a bit with my mood. I've been listening to a lot of good music that inspires me and makes me happy. I've rediscovered the fact that I, too, can have a life. And (I think this is the most important factor) I've been driving alone on I-40 late in the night(say 2 am), a lot. It's deserted and beautiful.
It really gets me that my Ryan is far away from me...across town from where I work, but in classes all day and sleeping there at night, when I'm back home(I'm a silly commuter this summer; he's at a summer session.)
Okay, enough about him. The fabulous thing is, I'm discovering how happy I can be in and of myself, independent of him. How wonderful is that? That's the usual thing, I know, but it's an astounding leap for me, as I suppose you could call me co-dependent.
I feel good. Now I'm off to go read more of "The Princess Bride" before I have to go to sleep, only to wake up in 6 hrs. Yes? Ciao. I am currently Romantic
I am listening to the peaceful sounds of silence. before that, rosebud.
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