a beautiful, happy day

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. What time is it? Not five o’clock? Ugh. Look busy. Turn your head. Look busy. What else can I Google? Google about birthdates, dogs, herbal medicine, etc. Is it too early to Google about Black Friday? Ugh. How am I feeling today? I’m not sure. I think a bit better. I’m still slightly sad but better than I was about three to four days ago. I’ve been feeling extra lonely. Growing up I’ve always had this image of myself of someone in a wealthy lifestyle but all alone. I was to amass a fortune, attend galas, donate lots of money but be alone. My life was one of making and giving away money. I didn’t picture a husband, kids or a dog. I thought corporate America would build me up to be one of its minions. Sadly, the being alone part has come true. I have no husband or kids. I do have a dog though. I guess that’s progress. Almost everyday I feel alone. I feel entrapped in my life of solitude and independence. I was taught to be independent and do things on my own. Sadly, I wasn’t taught how to share or do it with others. As a result of this, my achievements, successes, and happy moments have always been alone and behind close doors. I’ve never truly had anyone to share my intimates with, my life. I’d like to change that picture. I created my life and now I want to alter its course. After all, I am the author and protagonist. In the future, I still see myself well off BUT now I’m with a life partner who is hot, has a nice upper body, is romantic, and I have tons of good friends and loving people around me. I still attend galas and donate money but now I have more love in my life. I am happy. I am content. I have a loving, gorgeous, and romantic husband. We laugh together and spoil each other rotten. We complement each other well and we inspire each other. Our dogs are wonderful as well. They love running around in our big three bedroom, three and a half bathroom apartment in NoHo. After about five years of marriage, my husband and I are contemplating children. We’ve saved up enough money to retire and are already living lavishly well. I want to give my husband four children. During the holidays, we’re always together. In fact, everyone celebrates the holidays at our place. Both of our families adore each other. At summer time, we’re away at our summer home. The children love playing in the ocean. They know they are loved and are happy. We are one big happy family- Me, my husband, our four children, and our four dogs.

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kicked but not forgotten

Dear Mr. Nice Douchebag,

After our year-and-a-half long relationship ended, you’ve wanted to be friends. We talk like normal. We’ve hung out as normal, minus the kissing part of course. Lately I’ve been hinting at the fact of possibly getting together for the holidays. You’ve slyly not answered any of these hints. Instead you skip over them. My spidey senses tell me something is amiss. We just broke up. I get this is tough. However, I’m wondering why the suddenness of it all. I’m putting two-and-two together and they add up to the fact that you’ve met someone. You’re interested in someone; hence why you don’t answer my hints. I’d like to tell you that I know. When I sit down and think about things, they just pop up. Usually I’m warm; sometimes scalding. I’m feeling warmer with every hint. Therefore, this is an open letter to let you know that I will stop hinting. I’ll leave you alone. No we cannot maintain a friendship, especially not so soon after a break up. For some reason, I think I’m right on the money. Therefore, I’ll let you do you. Thanks for playing the game. I ended my mourning yesterday. I continue with my life because my world didn’t revolve around you. Thanks and good bye.

Yours truly,

Chupa Chups.

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