I promised myself not to jinxed the month of August by kicking it off with a whine and a bad case of dreadful feelings. But I can't help it. Last night, loneliness was triggered just by reminders of weddings and couples going to weddings. Today, I'm officially 2 months closer to being 29, single, alone and leading an unexciting life. Gah!
August feels like the calm before the storm, like there's something worse coming. Am I going to fall into depression, at the onset of my 29th year? Am I setting myself up for a great big embarrassment after August? What is it? I don't know, I just have this feeling...How can I not complain? You tell me.
Or am I just being extra paranoid, given my circumstances? Nothing exciting ever happens to me, so why am I being a paranoid fool?
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