Man plans, God laughs.
Ain’t that the damn truth.
I’d all but given up on romance, on finding “someone”. Hell, I’d even grown tired of unattached sex. Then, she happened. A friend. Someone I’ve known for years. Always found attractive, but suppressed it, because she was a good friend’s wife. Then, she became his widow last year. I guess now she’s ready to date, because we’ve been talking for a while now, and have had three outstanding weekends together and great chemistry.
I realized I needed to make sure she knew that in four years I have to move to be with my little daughter. I’m only waiting that long because that’s when my son graduates from high school. I thought she knew it, but I needed to be sure she knew before we went any further.
I thought I’d found potential happiness, but now she’s not returning texts or answering phone calls. She’s “processing”, and I can understand that. I feel like I’m balancing on a wire, like things could go either way, but I know how shit usually works out in my life, so I’m doubting that this will turn out well.
Yeah, Man plans, and God laughs. Sometimes he laughs with you, sometimes he laughs at you.
Yeah, I’m living in a Social Distortion song…
This is in our computer lab in the library
I need mine rare.
Two brothers, from different continents (Munich, Germany and Leander, Texas chapters), about to ride off together in the mud, weather be damned.
Trailer? We don’t need no stinkin’ trailers! If you don’t ride in the rain, you don’t ride.
THAT’s what I’m talking about!