Home sweet home. As much fun as I had and as much as I loved seeing everyone it was only an expensive escape from reality. I guess that’s what all vacations are meant to be. I liked NY the first time I visited, this time I got to see more of the actual living and not just the tourist attractions and I see that I would not want to live there, I love Chicago, it’s my home.
Everything was Kosher out there, even my lollipop! The windows have cages on them and I saw kids playing inside the cages, strange and funny at same time. What the hell do they do if there is a fire? And don’t get me started on the garbage...
The High School Sweetheart wants me to come again, I wouldn’t mind visiting him again, he makes me laugh and remember when I was younger, I just am not sure if there would be an adult relationship there that is worth pursing. I don’t do long distance and I know he is very career orientated at this time so I don’t know if that would work. Time will tell. I’m not rushing anything.
After a horrendous flight through United that left everyone waiting originally an hour but once we got on the plane it was another hour with no air and a crying baby sitting next to me was definitely a downer to a great trip. I was more than ready to get home and sleep in my bed. The Ex picked me up from the airport and gave me a detailed itinerary of what he was up to over the weekend. I think he just wanted me to do the same. It’s weird, at times it feels like we are still together but I know we are not and 99% sure that we will not get back together but the closeness and easiness of being in a semi relationship is almost easier than not being in one at all. Fucked up situations. Maybe one day everything will be easier to sort out. Today just isn’t the day.
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