Back from the beach, back to life.
Went to the beach....nothing happened. Not that I'm complaining. When I say nothing happened, it's a good thing, as in I did nothing for 5 days. Layed on the beach, read 3 books, drank lots of margaritas. The way things have been lately, I definitely needed a bunch of nothing to happen.
But, alas, I am back to the real life of DC, and reality. I'm only working part-time at my job now. So, I have plenty of time to think about my life...
I've moved back into my apartment temporarily with Drew and Mandy. Things have been going well. Drew and I are still seeing each other...sort of. We're sorting out our lives and feelings and then we'll be set free again to examine what we want. This week we're just enjoying each other and trying not to worry about what will become of us once I am moved out.
I've gathered a bunch of boxes and they've been sitting on my kitchen table for about 2 weeks. It's not just the lazy Susan in me that doesn't want to pack. It's also knowing that once I pack those things, I will be packing up part of Drew and I.
I guess it's that I'm not sure about anything right now. And, when you're not sure, making major and also small decisions is very difficult. At the end of the week I'll be heading off to Ohio, and Drew will be in Italy. We'll have plenty of time to take stock, and decide if we still want to date, despite all thats happened. I know I have trouble letting go, but I know deep down inside there's still something left of this thing Drew and I have. Being impatient, I want the answers now, but only time will be able to tell.
