Tomorrow is my father's birthday. And from his birthday until Memorial Day, I tend to get a bit nostalgic about my dad's mother. She passed away when I was 12 of a form of leukemia. Often, I feel misunderstood by everyone, but she seemed to understand all my quirky ways. Since her passing, the only person that really 'gets' me has been my wife. But even still, she's unable to follow at times.
The last few weeks have been strange, to say the least. I added an OKCupid account (shrug) to see if anyone would be interested in hanging out with a married guy to take in some live music, new restaurants, etc. Needless to say, I'm getting a little weird about things. Call it a "something's not right feeling", but something just isn't right. If I start writing poetic verses and haikus, please check me into the nearest mental facility :-) I hope it's just my nerves and nothing to worry about.
Guess I'll finish watching Ghostbusters II on Netflix. It's a lonely night in Kansas until the missus gets home.
Monday, April 23, 2012
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