…that may also be just a bunch of hot air. perhaps because he would like some attention from other people on father’s day. for the first time in his life. celebrate it like the rest of them.
yep, that’s most likely it.
because i know for certain that he is selfish and his motives are shady.
almost three months after so the drama, we finally come to terms with each other. for once we strongly agreed on one thing: no one will do anything to pick a fight with the other.
so imagine the surprise when he offered me his seat to join him and his peeps. and when i refused, he addressed them all to introduce me as the mother of his daughter.
just in time for father’s day.
i read these few entries back and i am startled at how disconsolate i may have seemed solely based on what i have written. i am not fundamentally unhappy. let me make that clear. i just like putting down unhappy thoughts. so i could get them out of the way.
because on days when i’m blithe and cheerful, i won’t even stop to think, much less stop to actually write.
what would really make my day today is a can of pik-nik. i’ll buy one on my way home and eat it watching those nonsense soaps. it’s pure bliss.
