So I went to new work last night and guess what? Of all the coinkydinks in the world, this could only happen to me. That woman who stopped our fun in the park was a guest at the posh party and gave me funny looks the whole night. I thought she was gonna complain to my boss about me it was that bad. I could feel her eyes on me the entire time. It was horrible, not a nice feeling at all.
It made me feel lousy but it was ok, because when I got home Pete was there and we went for a walk. I felt I owed it to him seeing as he'd came all the way to my house at 3am just to see me. It made me feel special. Lovely, bubbly even and somehow I just didn't feel tired anymore. Love is all you need.