Someone wants to be my friend.
I find myself being low-end annoyed and high -end shocked. Lord knows my actual friends have had it with me. I've been forwarded to voicemail more than a baby mama during tax refund time. I'm admittedly and comfortably negative and dark. From my understanding, being too involved with me can be too much. So someone new wanting to be my friend is also confusing.
But she does.
She is always checking in with me. She's very nice and seemingly kind. Yes, confusion is the word.
I think I have this attitude about this whole thing because I don't even want to be my friend anymore. My days are a dizzying collection of deep breaths and weeping. I'm so over me that I recently Googled "How to dump yourself". To say I'm not a happy camper is an understatement. So why would anyone want to be around me? This lady seems cool. Shouldn't she be taking pictures on a boat with her homegirls in matching swimsuits?? So many of my girls have taken that boat pic in matching swimsuits! There are no swimsuits over here. Just a 32 oz Chick-fil-A lemonade and my laptop.
Man, I used to love making friends and being social. Now the very thought makes me so exhausted I can't breathe. Stay tuned! Something tells me a friendship bracelet may be coming my way soon!
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