Good Morning lovely people of Planet Earth (or the ones who read this anyway). I've been quite the bitch lately - without ever meaning to - and now that I've realised it, I feel quite the bitch about it too. My mind has been a cesspit of bitter memories and private frustrations for the past few days, which I've tried unsuccessfully to erase or blot out (oh, how I miss my Running!), but last night as I fell asleep, I thought to myself, "this is absurd. There are worse things in life than a few measly nightmares - snap out of it!", and it's about time I did so too!
You see, I've been lashing out at Ordinary-Guy - who, you all know, is quite not so ordinary, and who honestly doesn't deserve or need that in his life at all...and what makes me feel even worse, is that he takes it with a resigned sigh and still tries to make me laugh. The perfect gentleman - whoever said chivalry was dead?
Fortune Cookie says: In small proportions we just beauties see, and in short measures life may perfect be. (Actually, I think Ben Johnson wrote it).
Therefore, I'm going to man-up! and lick my wounds, and be kinder to Ordinary-Guy.
Have a beautiful Sunday World! Don't use the people who treat you well as your punching bag - and listen to Ben Johnson (he seems to know what he's talking about).
Goodnight - Sex on Legs (my bed) is calling me back to sleep (because some family members of mine decided to wake me up earlier than usual because they couldn't find things that were right in front of their eyes - I told you: Groundhog Day is coming soon!)
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