Come on, Mr. Blue-Eyes.

Come on, Mr. Blue-Eyes.

A Story by Ash.

Today was long as hell. Between sitting at work for five hours in pain, and sitting in the hospital for three hours, in even more pain, my day was rather miserable. Meh, I believe I just wrote a run-on sentence. It turns out I am incapable of having children. Cody feels as if this is his fault, but it's not. My insides are just horribly put together. I am not sure whether to feel sadness, relief, anger, or possibly, all of the above...Kristin didn't help matters much with her "drama" of my blog. Tsk, tsk, forgive me for expressing my true feelings on my web-blog, but such is life.

I am rather excited about the Maroon 5 concert with Cody. Hopefully, I can meet Adam Levine. Mmmm, yeah. Sorry, had a moment there.


My stomach and sides are hurting, once again. This is getting rather old. Oh well. I did get to see Michael today, so there was a bright side to all of this. I think he likes the CD I made him, which made me feel decent. He has a nice smile.  Anxiously of course,I am looking forward to seeing the show with him Friday evening.

Oh, I apologize for this "ADD" post. My mind is in so many place, currently.
I really wish I could describe what I am feeling right now, to be honest. Sadly, I cannot express this abundant supply of emotions in writing...

 

© 2008 Ash.


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