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threeplusfire) wrote2003-03-19 06:42 am
threeplusfire) wrote2003-03-19 06:42 am
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Let me write first of the happy things.
Went out after work to Metro, and literally spent hours jumping from topic to topic with Brett. It's beautiful to be in Metro at that hour, as it is one of the perfect hours. He's fascinating, well read, and if I could have done so I would never have left the coffee shop. It really was nice, to talk to someone about so many things. Especially when you can relate to certain critical life experiences. I haven't had such a pleasant time with someone new in awhile.
Driving home was beautiful, smooth and quick with the sky lightening over my shoulder and the perfect round moon beside me. Gloriously, gloriously happy for so many reasons.
It's amazing how fast that can change.
My heart sank when I saw my sister's car in the driveway. My stomach knotted when I found the front door unlocked. I ran to check and make sure my mother was alive and alright, because I had horrible, horrible visions of Very Bad Things. But no, the inevitable has happened and she's falling for my sister's pity routine. She let her stay the night and I'm sure it won't be the only one. So I stayed awake and had her drop me back at the apartment. Under no circumstances am I staying anywhere near my sister. Absolutely not.
It's so depressing. I really thought this time she would stop. But I should have realized after the shit with the car, that it was a false hope. It has been made clear to me this morning, and there is no going back. I have to pull away as soon as possible.
Went out after work to Metro, and literally spent hours jumping from topic to topic with Brett. It's beautiful to be in Metro at that hour, as it is one of the perfect hours. He's fascinating, well read, and if I could have done so I would never have left the coffee shop. It really was nice, to talk to someone about so many things. Especially when you can relate to certain critical life experiences. I haven't had such a pleasant time with someone new in awhile.
Driving home was beautiful, smooth and quick with the sky lightening over my shoulder and the perfect round moon beside me. Gloriously, gloriously happy for so many reasons.
It's amazing how fast that can change.
My heart sank when I saw my sister's car in the driveway. My stomach knotted when I found the front door unlocked. I ran to check and make sure my mother was alive and alright, because I had horrible, horrible visions of Very Bad Things. But no, the inevitable has happened and she's falling for my sister's pity routine. She let her stay the night and I'm sure it won't be the only one. So I stayed awake and had her drop me back at the apartment. Under no circumstances am I staying anywhere near my sister. Absolutely not.
It's so depressing. I really thought this time she would stop. But I should have realized after the shit with the car, that it was a false hope. It has been made clear to me this morning, and there is no going back. I have to pull away as soon as possible.
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It can't last forever. When she eventually goes to trial - peddling meth , stealing cars, and threatening people with knives generally results in time behind bars.
Stay safe
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I hope, hope, hope, that she does go to jail. I don't care how awful that sounds. In the meantime I'm staying as far from her as I can get.
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I really did have such a good night right up til the moment I turned onto our street.
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Well, I'm glad you approve. New condition for meeting people - must pass muster for my LJ friends. ;)
But really, we had such a good time. I'm hoping we do it again soon.
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Well, he's part British, grew up in Texas, lovely hair, dark eyes, a good laugh, and quite intelligent. I like the way he laughs.