You can join my little pity party
What a great invitation. They taught me how to pump the gas today. That's kinda cool, means I don't have to run after them if someone needs it.
I feel like I'm missing something here. I really do. Everyone seemes to be going about 10 zillion miles an hour, and I'm kinda sauntering along. There's just something niggling at my brain, and I feel that I will eventually end up getting really upset if it comes to pass. And I really don't blame me if I do at all.
I hope people are honest to me, even if it seems mean. I really don't need to be deceived or see a reason to deceive anyone else for any reason at all. It's not better or easier that way, in fact it's cruel.
I think that's my new goal. No, not to be cruel, but to be honest with people, and not let them think things are any different from what they really are. It could be hard.