So I am in my old home town for the day before heading to the beach tomorrow. I saw friends for drinks and dinner last night and it was kinda weird. Like watching a story progress without the central character. I love my friends. I really do. I am actually the connection for everyone. I’m the one that brought the group together. I am the one that created the events and introductions. I love that my friends all get along. Such a weird feeling to see all those relationships progress from the sideline.
So while I am wasting time before meeting with my accountant (please say a little prayer for me; I fear it’s going to get ugly), I have found a park to sit at. With a lake. And ducks. And wifi. And Tinder. And Bumble. And I have to wonder…..where the hell were these hot guys I’m seeing when I lived here?!?!?!!?