domesticated
today he left to go to school and i texted asking when he will be finishing so he can come back home. not the response i wanted. i begged him to skip school and just come back home. ofcourse i am not going to get my way.
these days if i’m not at work, i’m at school and if i’m not in either of those places, i’d rather be at home, with him. hanging out, watching movies, eating, having funny conversations and working our dreams into actions.
domesticated in short.
talking to people as they ask me what i do for my past time i’ve realized i’ve become such a bore, a happy bore though. as i browse or stalk (whichever one you can relate to) the people on my facebook and see them post party pictures i look at them and know that one day, the void they are trying to fill will be replaced with something else that is wholesome and will not include toxins that will give them only momentary happiness.
i then suddenly remember those days of mine and then it lingers to them two (my husband and daughter) and automatically i can feel that light that fills me, i am pacified. i do not need anything or anyone else.
now to convince him to come back home, again.=]
