Age: Thirty Four. Date: February 12, 2010 Friday. Time: 9:57 p.m. Place: San Francisco. Activity: Nil.
I am a single beautiful woman with mucho qualities to offer yet I prefer to walk my dog in the dark and not make eye contact with anyone on the street. On a Friday night. In San Francisco. Why? What will I become if I don't start putting myself out there? My mother? No offense to ma, I love her like no other but she is lonely lonely lonely. And I am thirty four. All I have to do is find a group, like the ones I saw huddled on sidewalks during my walk this evening. Many of them, people talking and listening and drinking. I bet there was little singing and skipping and I know there was no solo blog typing. But it's okay, I know it is. Well, I hope it is. Being still in the murk I attribute the cause. But I have always been like this. Shit. I really need to start listening to Glo. Details: Happy I finally wrote here again. Comments: 12. Known Commentee: 1. Feeling: Utterly Surprised.
