Hopeless
I went to my group session at TDSB and it was just what I needed--to be out in the city and have a little change of scenery. I got most of my documents signed and handed in. All that's left is to send a certified check for the release of my criminal record report.
Speaking of which, I almost wanted to scream this morning when I was driving along to the place and I reach in to my bag to make sure I have my chequebook. I had the check book alright, but no cheques!! It was merely the record book. It fooled me into thinking that it had my chequebook. I couldn't return home b/c I was already too far ahead but thankfully I can mail it in at a later date.
Yesterday morning my mom got into a car accident. A young lady side swiped her from the back and she started to cry (the young lady). I took my mom to the collision centre to report it later that evening b/c the car wasn't completely totaled but the bumper and lights are smashed quite a bit. It started to rain a little and on top of that we had a biatch of a police officer. She was rather butch and despicable looking. We got through it and was helped by another attendant who was rather nice...cute and actually from the same homeland as me--well almost.
I love downtown but God help those who have to drive through that messy gridlock of one way streets and tight street lanes. Unless they are used to it to the point where they've become numb.
At the session, there were quite a varied group of people in terms of age and the whole bit. One that stood out was a dark-skinned gorgeous hunk. He was hot. A month ago, I would've tried to make eye-contact with him but today, I couldn't keep my eyes ON him. My mind was a thousand miles away.
At one point I had to step out to put more money in the meter for my car and for a fleeting moment, I felt at peace, my mind was clear, and I felt okay again. I felt the warm sun on my face and remembered the thrill of walking past fashion stores. But just as fast as the moment came, it went away again--just like that.
I suppose it's one of those things that gets harder before it gets easier. But I think I'll be okay (hoping sooner than later) but for the moment, it hurts terribly. You know that feeling? When you want something or somebody so much it hurts?
GW
Speaking of which, I almost wanted to scream this morning when I was driving along to the place and I reach in to my bag to make sure I have my chequebook. I had the check book alright, but no cheques!! It was merely the record book. It fooled me into thinking that it had my chequebook. I couldn't return home b/c I was already too far ahead but thankfully I can mail it in at a later date.
Yesterday morning my mom got into a car accident. A young lady side swiped her from the back and she started to cry (the young lady). I took my mom to the collision centre to report it later that evening b/c the car wasn't completely totaled but the bumper and lights are smashed quite a bit. It started to rain a little and on top of that we had a biatch of a police officer. She was rather butch and despicable looking. We got through it and was helped by another attendant who was rather nice...cute and actually from the same homeland as me--well almost.
I love downtown but God help those who have to drive through that messy gridlock of one way streets and tight street lanes. Unless they are used to it to the point where they've become numb.
At the session, there were quite a varied group of people in terms of age and the whole bit. One that stood out was a dark-skinned gorgeous hunk. He was hot. A month ago, I would've tried to make eye-contact with him but today, I couldn't keep my eyes ON him. My mind was a thousand miles away.
At one point I had to step out to put more money in the meter for my car and for a fleeting moment, I felt at peace, my mind was clear, and I felt okay again. I felt the warm sun on my face and remembered the thrill of walking past fashion stores. But just as fast as the moment came, it went away again--just like that.
I suppose it's one of those things that gets harder before it gets easier. But I think I'll be okay (hoping sooner than later) but for the moment, it hurts terribly. You know that feeling? When you want something or somebody so much it hurts?
GW
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