I don't know if I could be a solo traveler. I don't do well. Just sitting here by myself. Although maybe if I were truly solo, I would be getting out there meeting people instead of sitting in the corner. I just feel very lonely lately. And I can't tell Jerry that because I know he's working and I guess I'm just not dynamic enough to pressure the other plus ones come hang out with me or they're waiting for their spouses before they come over... Either way, I'm sitting in a cabana by myself...
I get that I'm a fundamental kind of person. I ask the usual question when you get home. How was your day? What did you get for lunch? Anything new? ...and of course, you give me your run-of-the-mill answers. Fine, blah blah blah... But then a day later you send me a picture of something that you bought while you were at a store and expect me not to start "narrating possible situations" because you don't write anything with that picture. I'm just supposed to know. This is why I feel confused and left out of your world. Because you don't share those little details that I would love to get. I know....basic girl crap....you know what? It's basic because that is how it should be ...basic information sharing.
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