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Thursday, November 16, 2006
Invitations Issued
Spartacus just didn't seem to be detaching. He wasn't giving an sign of accepting that we're splitting up and that the only reason I'm still in this house is because I have no where else to go at the moment.
I talked to a friend about it and she had a great suggestion ... tell him to get a girlfriend.
So I did. At first he teared up some, I'm assuming he was surprised and probably hurt by what he perceived as the suddenness of it. Twenty minutes later, he was asking if I had any leads for him.
Sparkycus' birthday is less than 2 weeks away. His 14th will be marked by having a bunch of friends over ... girls even!
Too tired to be very witty right now, so will leave you to whatever it is you're avoiding doing.
I find myself yearning to contact people I've hurt in the past and apologize profusely.
I'm not in a program, though if one existed for ever having been an asshole, I could probably hold the presidency.
I like to think that these people quickly got over the pain I caused - that I wasn't really all that important and didn't have a lasting negative effect. I hope that I was an anomaly and they were treated well by women after me - that they trusted women after me.
So to Mickey, Bobby, Michael and Wilson; I am sorry. I hope you are well.
When spending my 20's chasing the white picket fence proved only to make me miserable, I began to look deeper ... and skyward. I now navigate the waters of my 30's in the front of the boat with a big grin on my face and an open heart.