I'm on my last glass of Kentucky bourbon tonight, and as I usually do I've been thinking. I remember telling my friend "Malo" about how we shouldn't link each other's topics entry to entry, but his entry has got me thinking positive.
I had my day off today and I made a few observations that I suppose I usually wouldn't make. Normally a day off in the single life would mean waking up early to a pot of good coffee, and why I don't have to validate it, buying shit coffee like Maxwell House is a choice for fools an owners of bland personalities. After a few cups of black piping hot deliciousness that would lead me into accomplishing some short term domestic goals around the house and local grocery store. Before I bore anyone to quickly I'd probably find myself four to five beers deep at either the Til' Two Club or The Tower shmozing on some other bored regular. But not today...
Today was greeted very quickly by a girlfriend with a migraine at about 3am followed by her poor self getting very sickly til' about 7am. I didn't sleep a wink and it just didn't do me right to see her feeling terrible. I was tired of laying in bed trying to get 30 mins of sleep at a time and thought it best to draft a list of things I had to accomplish to make myself mentally satisfied. My list would be chocked full of dollar signs and a lot of driving around. Again, without trying to bore anyone it ended up with me taking my love to the doctor's office to get checked out and some good meds to subdue her headache that "...wants to make me take my eye out with a spoon." The important part being that the usual impatient person I know myself to be who was inconvenienced with catering to his lady all day, was in fact happy to do it and is glad to welcome her into my apartment to live with me.
The simplicity of having someone at home is such a great feeling, and most moments feel like an effortless transition, and that my friends is a report I'd like to not only share, but yell at the top of my lungs.
It's not good to be home, it's great to be home. Surfs up or not... I know someone who's paddling out tomorrow after work.
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