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People. I loves em.
Today has been pretty awesome. Out to the Market with my sister and mom (ma’s birthday is Sunday). My mind has been quiet, and is even starting to change for the better.
I received some wonderful words last night before going to sleep. And there were many more on my post from last night. And I woke to a card with the best sentiment ever in it.
I am very fortunate to have some folks that straighten me out when I get turned around on myself.
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A post about my general state of mind; deep thoughts brought about mostly by CHSH, though not really about CHSH
After each of my previous tweetups, I experienced the same “post-tweetup depression” that many of you have mentioned and dealt with before.
But when I got back to Cleveland late Sunday night and back into routine Monday, I didn’t feel it at all. It was a perfectly relaxing weekend spent with some of the best people I have in my world.
But today is different.
I’m not depressed. But I am so profoundly sad.
These are the people I want to spend my time with. The people I value above almost all others. The people I love more dearly than I can expound on. The people that JUST GET IT.
Even the folks I didn’t know, or the folks I didn’t want to meet (not very many of those), at least they UNDERSTAND.
I don’t have those relationships here. As much as I love my best friend, I can’t talk with him about the same things I chatter on about with Lindsey or Jill or Chris or or…
Not can I just be with these people physically the way I am with my current friends around me here. And I don’t mean like that, just the hugs, the looks, the kisses.
There’s no one here for me like that.
Which certainly makes the strongest case for my Loosely Formulated Moving Plans, but none of them are in the same places….
And so I’m sad. I’m sad that while Jill and I have great phone and Kik conversations, I can’t hug it cuddle or walk with her. That Lindsey is close enough to kiss and yet so far away in our schedules, at the same time. That Chris and Wendy or Dan or Dan and Tara are all other places that I can’t be right now.
Not to mention all the other people that mean so much that I haven’t hugged yet.
So I may not be suffering from post tweetup depression. But I suffer for a little while nonetheless.
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Tumblr Crushes:
- spiralingsidewayz
- notyouraverageharlot
- missdisgrace
- sweetnlola
- inmi
- gilesmarie
- thedeependofthepool
- cleapow
- chronically-awesome
I don’t know how these things get figured out.
But this is a good list.
Happy Valentine’s Day, ladies.
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Tumblr Crushes:
- spiralingsidewayz
- nicolesprivates
- thedeependofthepool
- quetaratara
- notyouraverageharlot
- nautimermaid
- gilesmarie
- missdisgrace
- inmi
Because there’s nothing quite like a wonderful set of beautiful women.
At 1:30 in the morning.
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Tumblr Crushes:
- spiralingsidewayz
- notyouraverageharlot
- nicolesprivates
- kaonicks
- gilesmarie
- quetaratara
- bunnkwio
- uless
- thedeependofthepool
All the pretty ladies. And Dan.
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Tumblr Crushes:
- gilesmarie
- nicolesprivates
- catandspace
- kaonicks
- notyouraverageharlot
- flannelheartsilkjammies
- ratioofpeopletocake
- no9bfsm
- wanderingthrusanity
Favorite ladies!
(That goes for you too, Chris)
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Tumblr Crushes:
- kaonicks
- notyouraverageharlot
- littlerunnergurl
- missdisgrace
- prettypurplepancake
- thedeependofthepool
- spiralingsidewayz
- nicolesprivates
- gilesmarie
Most of my favoritest ladies.
Obviously.
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I set up the Christmas tree by myself just now.
It depresses me a little, how little my family is into the season this year. My mom is depressed by it all.
But I have the best of friends, keeping my spirits up!
STM: uncensored pickles
STM: Atticus and Who’s On First?
STM: Little bits of grocery shopping
STM: Cards and headaches in bed
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