3 people I care very much about here on CT all have men in their lives named David. I will not say who they are, but I am sure few will be able to figure it out.
So, in many ways do I wish my name is David? Or do I just wish I was David. Or who am I really?
This I really do not know. I thought I did, and you'd think after 31 years i'd have a clue. Nope.
I am mostly alone in this world and push anyone who does get close away. Not even really sure why I am writng.....
I guess a few nights ago I was lucky to have someone to hold as we slept. It had beed awhile, a long while. And now I wonder if I should hit the road to see a friend for her birthday today (thurs). She will be about 4 south of me, and well, I do not really have to money to make the trip, but this has never really stopped me before. I really like her very, very much. And have no real idea what to expect if I do go see her. Probly a long drive back home later that night. Who knows?
I am a hopeless romantic, but mainly just hopeless......
