The tears will come. They'll come when the sun has set completely and no one can see them. When its just me, in bed. When the reality of a persons absence will hit with full force and knock me over. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye. I didn't get a chance to try to hold on. For once in my life, I would have tried, and I wasn't given the chance. I don't know why - I wasn't told. Nothing was explained, there were no apologies. Just one single statement of "fact". And the rest of it is left up to me. Assumptions. Presumptions. Whatever will tire you enough to put you to sleep.
I miss Novato. I miss the people. They were nice people. Can you believe that talk about "parallel parking" can make you smile and then extremely sad? Parallel parking? Parallel parking! Parallel parking. Proof enough that I am holding it together by a thread, I guess.
I think too much. You think you think too much, but don't realize how much until your mom tells you at least TEN times before seeing you off at the airport, to "chill and relax and have fun". That's when you realize how much you think.
Watch Friends with Benefits. It's awesome-o. Might make you smile.
