Still Awake.
I’ve been feeling this strange sort of need to reconnect with people lately, there are rather a lot of people I’ve lost touch with for various reasons; people that deep down I really care for. In some cases I guess I just want to find out and make sure that they’re doing alright, not that I have any particular reason to worry about any of them, but it’s just one of those things. I suppose some I’d like to be able to spend time with again, even though, realistically, they are scattered around the country… and world for that matter.
I’m going to oppose this being anything other than a coicindence, with my writing about people on this particular Hallmark Holiday. I suppose though that it isn’t coincidental, because in some ways, I’d probably still be in that coma I called life last year if it weren’t for meeting Patrick. I know I’d probably have just given up again… because I was trying, at the end of last year, and failing rather miserably too for that matter. I guess that’s when I discovered that I’d somehow failed to learn how to date… or basically that my style is considerably different from the ‘average’ out there. It’s just nice to not feel or be made to feel extremely unusual in the sense of being eccentric.
I’m on a mission though, to fix all the things that have broken over the past couple of years… I talked to Wayne… Thad popped up out of nowhere this morning, and I’m still talking to him (instead of sleeping like I should be, sorry Patrick, I’ll be a zombie today, probably… I hope not…).