Last night, I just could not sleep - heard all these noises in my house - my husband came in very late from another meeting and woke me up as he took my magazine out of my hands. Wanna sleep here baby ? Or you wanna go and lay yourself down on your bed ?(Don't you baby me, mister...why do you always wake me up when YOU want to go to bed ...sigh)
As I sleepwalk to my bedroom I find my brain waking up again. He always leaves the light on for his fat books full of political crap. A book should be cosy when brought to bed ; leave you with a good vibe when you fall asleep.
I have trouble sleeping ; these last weeks have been even worse than before...When you have trouble sleeping, you start to listen to disturbing sounds in your house. As we have a few trees outside, they never seem to be able to cradle me anymore, they've just become a burden...
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Still awake and my mind wonders of to people that hit my mind this week. I've been to my old coffeeshop again - haven't been there in months - after a silent row with P.
He's tall, handsome, clever glasses but not nerdy and he also has a very bad morning-mood...
He treats his customers very bad sometimes and I was not pleased at all (I gave the cheesedick a tip, every single day...) when he treated us regulars not very nicely.
So I kept avoiding him, his looks when I had to walk by his place followed me with an air of 'what?'...
The first days after the incident I kept calling him names such as dick -in-an-apron (a leather one, yes I know....) in silence because it's never good to blow up any bridges when there's still a spark of reconciliation...
So a few days ago, I pulled myself together and something in my head was hoping it was some other guy that would be serving, but uh-ah !! Him again...
Now, anger and fierceness can make some people look very sexy...he is such a type of guy.
So now I'm just trying to see him as an attractive waiter - jumping around for me ... and giving me something to think about when I'm dancing with myself...:-O
Naughty naughty me...but hey, I think love and hate lie pretty close together, no ?
