I have a confession to make. I quit my job lastweek and I enjoyed it. The relief followed by the hard feelings makes one feel alive. But now the cold, hard reality of living on nothing is starting to set in. I gotta get a job soon, one that I will feel good about and not be desperate to take.
Melissa and I had a long talk this weekend. I lot of bad blood was spilled and I think I might be losing my mind. But I gotta remain in control. It goes the same way always. We talk, we make up, we get into another fight, this time it was almost physical between us. Why can't I live it alone? I don't know.
If everything does work out between me and her only time and a lot of healing will tell.
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