Had to pull over

on Sunday, June 6, 2010

Well, as I'm driving to see a movie at a place called Movie Tavern (basically a restaurant and theater combined, with tables in front of very comfy reclining seats) I think repeatedly about the email I got on my phone a little earlier in the evening.. Normally not a big deal right? (As I've been much better about phone usage during driving for obvious reasons, not including the law passing here finally) thing is, the email couldn't have come at a more ridiculous time. This particular email, and this particular destination have something in common. I was *in Tucker Georgia while reading an email from someone I used to be close to, telling me she's going to be *in Tucker Georgia for six weeks.

Every night of "progress" as I ignore and reject someone called into question.

Every single night I haven't answered slapping me in the face calling me an idiot for believing in whatever we were.

I'm even questioning bringing it up now, since I've had advice to change my email and phone number to avoid the triggers that tempt me into ignoring what she does to me.

House of cards, why do you keep rebuilding? The wind is sure to come again, and your base is flimsy. Surely you must be worth more than parlor tricks and a cheat up some sly woman's sleeve? The jester laughs with indignation, his court of fools amused at his simple mind. How long must he be played indeed?

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