Slowly, after reading and researching everything that I have to do, I realize that I have to do this the same way I do everything - my way.
I know how that sounds, but that's not how I mean it. What I mean is this: how a person survives and recovers from this is as individual as everything else in this life.
I haven't figured out everything yet but I do know that at some point very soon I will have to end my long-term relationship with red wine.
The breakup will go something like this I imagine, "It's not you Red Wine, it's me. There are plenty of women out there who will love you for exactly who you are, really. This is no reflection on you..."
I'll improvise a little to, I guess, but our parting is pretty much inevitable after this weekend.
There are other things to, but for now, since I don't know anything, I am blissfully ignorant. Guzzling Red Wine, eating naughty food and sleeping a lot.
In other words, I'm on holiday. Ignorant Bliss for one more week.
Then - it's game time.
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