Hmmm… I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to say. In less than 12 hours I’ll officially be alone. Apparently the court date is tomorrow, at 8:30 AM for those that would like to attend. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to be feeling at this point. Actually, I’m pretty sure most people that waste their time reading this have no clue what I’m supposed to feel either (someone is going to pipe in and say they do… any guesses who?). Apparently tomorrow has been in the making since at least July 21st, 2007. Well, probably long before that. Everyone I know and everyone I did know will happily tell you that it was my own fault. I could have changed everything. I’ll take the blame, that’s okay because I usually do. I just want to say that for once, I’m taking the blame and it is not all my fault. If being happy was so easy, then this world wouldn’t be the way it is. Giving up is much easier than putting up a fight I guess. I’ve learned in the last 2 months living in this apartment that apparently I’m good at being alone. I may not be happy, but I’m getting by just fine. I try not to be unhappy, but nothing is ever what it seems it should be. Letting people in is harder than shutting people out, but who really wants to be let in? So I guess tomorrow I start a new chapter. It’s hard going from a life you once knew to one you know nothing about, especially when you’re the only character in that chapter. The one positive note, my apartment is 85 degrees. It’s only 70 degrees outside, but you can sit on the couch wearing nothing and no one is going to complain, unless you don’t close the blinds. It is odd, but I really want a thunderstorm to blow through, just to ease my mind.

Okay, that’s mildly disturbing but I didn’t ask for hail.