And now, for my prediction: I will end up going to the concert alone.
There's a group in town on Wednesday July 30th that I really want to go and see/hear. They play really great Irish Drinking Songs and it just seems to touch my (cold, black) soul and make it seem a little bit sunshiny. I'd rather never go to this type of thing alone, but this one's especially hard for me because the last time I saw them it was with my now Ex-Boyfriend and it was the night that I *knew* I loved him. I'd felt all warm and fuzzy about our relationship prior to that evening, but for some reason everything just felt magical and I felt really special and I was just certain that he loved me too. He'd gone out of his way to plan the evening, he'd recalled that a relative had told us about this group and he knew it was something I would enjoy and he planned the whole thing. Everything about that night was absolutely perfect - we had a great relationship, I really enjoyed spending time with him, he'd become my best friend, my sounding board, and I actually believed I was dating someone with whom I had a future. I was amazed. I could not believe that my cold, black heart might actually be beating in my chest. Fast-forward and it turns out he liked me, respected me, enjoyed my company, was his best friend too, but was never in love with me. So, overall, I'd really rather not be alone when I go to see this group.
Problem solved - I'll ask my friends to go and we'll see if we can't get a group together to go to dinner at the venue and then see the show. They've been asked and seem like they're interested, but I predict that they will 'forget' to buy tickets or 'forget' that it's THAT night, and I will end up going alone. It's my life, I recognize the patterns in it. I'm always stupid to believe that things will change.
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