Sizzle Says

Today will mark the 11th day in a row that I have worked. Nothing like attempting to lose yourself in work when nursing a broken heart, right? I am exhausted. Come 6:00 pm PST tonight I embarking on my first train ride. Hopefully by 10:00 pm PST I’ll have arrived safely and not too behind schedule (Amtrak is apparently notorious for late arrivals), greeted by my dear friend Jenny Two Times at the station in Portland, OR.

In the past few weeks Jenny and I have been taking turns falling apart on one another. Luckily, we’ve been able to pace our breakdowns so that only one of us needs to cry on the phone to the other at a time. This is just one mark of a true friendship. I think we are both looking forward to a weekend of shared comfort in each others company, like old times, and checking out Portland and finding new haunts.

I’m glad to have a mini-adventure in front of me. I’ve been too much in my own head this week. . . and I can feel myself stuffing my feelings out of utter exasperation and sheer fatigue. I need a regroup. I need new scenery. I need to laugh with an old friend. I need some drinks!

“And I don’t know how you show such gentle disregard for the ugly in me that I see/
That for so long I took so hard (I took so hard) and I truly believe (I truly believe) that you see the best in me (that you see the best in me)/ I’m in love/We all love and that thought sets me free/Free in you/Got no worries on my mind/I know what to do/That’s to treat you right and love you kind thank you ever on my mind/Love is just like breathing when it’s true/And I’m free in you/Yes I’m free in you” -Free In You, Indigo Girls