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If We Were Having Coffee Together

I'd tell you my mom is coming to town on Saturday and I'm incredibly excited. Partly because she's superwoman and it'll be nice to have actual help with stuff around the house.

I'd tell you about my breakdown Monday night when I came home and discovered that our back door was unlocked and how the latch wouldn't attach and my roommate/cousin was an hour away and I didn't want to keep slamming the door and draw attention to the fact that I couldn't get the door shut to anyone that might be nearby over the fence. And how I was paranoid that someone was in the house. And how I sat on the kitchen counter, being dramatic while on the phone to my mom explaining how terrified I was and explaining this is how people get murdered and raped. Anyway, after two trips to Lowes later and the roomie returning home, we had a temporary fix. And my grandpa fixed it the next day.



If we were having coffee together

I'd tell you that you need to listen to The Fault in our Stars soundtrack because it's wonderful.

I'd tell you how much I'm obsessed with Big Brother, and that I've gone to the movies a lot lately. And I'd ask you about the last movie you saw. And how I can't wait for films like Unbroken, Wild and Fury to come out.

I'd tell you how much I miss my family in Tennessee and that I wish I could see my nephew. I'd ask you how your family was doing.

I'd tell you that something exciting happened at work. And how things are constantly changing.

I'd mention how much a best friend hurt me, but then quickly change the subject because I know I need to let it go. But it still hurts me deeply.

I'd mention that my stomach pains have come back. The ones that I got in college where it was a sharp pain that lasted eight hours on average. And how back then I took so many tests and they couldn't figure out what was wrong. But I have a doctor's appointment scheduled for this week.

I'd tell you about the guy who has made me ache with pain and how much I care about him and how stupid I feel, but not stupid at the same time. Because you can't help who you love. And how he's gone away to try and take care of himself. And how much I just hope he's okay, despite everything that's happened. 

I'd tell you that I'm starting to create more. And that I have so much I want to be doing and discovering and learning.

I'd tell you that I've accepted that I'm a twentysomething who is simply kinda struggling with life at the moment. But that I'm hopeful and trying and life is still beautiful.

I'd tell you how thankful I am for you listening. And I'd want to hear all about what's new with you. So tell me, what's new with you?