tarletondiva

Trials and Tribulations
2002-02-04 18:52:56 (UTC)

Super Bowl Sunday

It's Monday again. Time to come back to school, back
to the office...more deadlines, more wars with
procrastination, more headaches. At least I had a good
weekend!

Saturday I slept late, which is no surprise. Then I went
to Waco with Steven to pay bills, run errands, etc. I had
fun with him. I wish I had more time to do things with
my brother. Well, I really do have time, I suppose. I just
have to remind myself that spending time with him is
important. It's hard to remember that whenever he's
getting on my nerves. I'll just try to keep it in mind...

Sunday...the most sacred of American holidays--Super
Bowl. One of the few family traditions that is still
standing. I can remember watching it with Daddy when
I was little. It was always such a fun day. I must admit
that it was different watching the game without him. He
called, but I still miss him so much. I can't believe that
when I see him at graduation, it will have been a year
since I saw him last.

Justin came down. We all had such a good time. I got
pretty drunk, so did Meggan and J. The game was
okay, the commercials sucked, and halftime was pretty
dull, but I still had a really good time. It was nice to sit
there with my family and Justin. He seems to mesh
with them very well, which is a good thing, especially for
my sake.

We talked a little...he told me that he knew how
important I was to him because he had thoughts of our
future--what life would be like for us together in five
years--and that he doesn't really have those thoughts
with other girls he's dated. It was nice to hear. I'm glad
to know that I'm not the only one who thinks about more
than this absolute minute.

So, to sum it up. I had a wonderful time. Sex was
great, but it always is. Conversation was fraught with
thought and emotion, which is always a good thing. I
just hated to come back here this morning. I hate to
see him go. It's like we leave my world, or even our
world, and come back to his world. To the world that
infringes upon our relationship...don't get me wrong, we
still talk and spend time together, but it's not the same
here. It's nice to be in a place and time where the only
thing that matters is each other, not all the other 800
people that we both deal with on a daily basis. I
suppose it can be compared to a dream sequence.
When we're in Meridian, it's like a dream that's
wonderful and perfect. But everyone has to wake up
sometime, so waking up is coming back to
Stephenville. I always have had an active dream life...

I just hope that one day I can start dreaming and never
wake up. In due time, I suppose...




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