the desert has cooled off considerably. Days are terrific. Driving to work and back on the Freeway with the radio on and the windows down listening to some p!nk song, both ways. The nights, a bit chilly. I am outside in the courtyard by the chiminea, tending to it pereodically and thinking back on the last week.
The Rhianna song in my head... 'and now it's raining more than ever...' The last week has been a tough one. Working more days to make more money... stresses at work. Stresses at home. Midterms at school. It's like a test to see how much I can handle. I know I can handle it all... but it's nice to spend some alone time by the fire. Everything will be fine.
Went out for drinks with the boys tonight. It was nice. At least I do actually have some real friends out there, who do love me. A few scattered throughout this planet that wouldn't hurt me or steal from me. People I can count on. And my babies... real friends don't come easy. They don't grow on trees. You cannot pick them. You have to go through the good and the bad. And hopefully in the end...
and it repeats in my head.... 'and now it's raining more than ever.'