Yeah things are getting better for me I guess. Maybe moving on isn't simply, moving on. Maybe its not a process which only takes time, but effort as well. I am forcing myself to smile, to push away the thoughts of you everytime they come, to stop checking on how you're doing and to stop listening to those sad songs. I am trying to occupy my time now (read: buying stuff when I am already piss broke. But hey, retail therapy never hurt nobody), I am starting to hit on girls again. I can't wait for my van to come home so I can start working on something I love. Yeah, it's getting better. It's time to get my life back on track. Yes Mel, I am coming back to Earth.
On a side note, I met her again today. The girl with that lovely, mesmerizing smile. It was still as captivating as I remembered. And I'm beginning to find myself being attracted to her liveliness, her spunk, her infectious cheeriness. Hmmm, who knows?
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