Well, I won't be going anywhere anytime soon. My exit visa to the West didn't come through. Gave it my best shot, wouldn't have done anything different except maybe have moved a little faster but I'll accept that for now I guess I'm supposed to stay here.
There is a saying in my little world that rejection is protection. In that case, 2009must be the year of protection for Rambler. It's been a month since the official demise of my relationship and I'm still hurting. I hurt because it came with no warning. Literally everything was fine one day and the next it wasn't.
Whatever. I'm here, for now anyway. I might as well make the most of it.
2 comments:
Hey, man, so sorry to hear that! Something else always comes down the road, though. And keep writing!
You were never quite the Beach Boy in the first place. Mountains, oceans, deserts - who needs it? The only benefit I can see for you there is that people are so into being healthy, so they can look good in porn movies.
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