courier

this has been a weird sort of evening. i had a pleasant day. got a number things done. felt relaxed. but upon leaving work, everything started going crappy. how annoying. here's a sampling of what my evening has been like.
• tires looked flat – ended up kneeling in a puddle in the dark to fill them up.
• left the kitchen while making soup – it boiled over simultaneously with my sink overflowing.

i need someone to christmas shop with. WILL SOMEONE PLEASE COME WITH ME?? does anyone want to join forces with me? because if i have to face those crowds alone again not only will i pull out my own hair, but also the hair of the sales clerks and my fellow shoppers. but this will be avoided if i have a comrade in arms, so don't be afraid of hair-loss.

life is like a choose your own adventure. we make certain decisions along the way that alter our path. the main difference is that there's no way of going back to see what would have happened if we'd chosen the other option. i remember crying in the kitchen with melinda the day he left, i said to her "he's gone and i'm never going to see him again". and yet unexpected circumstances brought him back into my life. who can figure these things. there's no way of knowing if i would've been right. i think in some ways its essential to our existence that we don't spend our lives lamenting the "what if"s. there's nothing we can do about it now. all we can do is reflect and take what we can from our decisions and trust that we made the best choice for that time.

i don't suppose it matters which way we go.