I wish there was a simple solution to this living arrangement. A moody roommate is no fun, especially one who doesn't want you around. I think, ok, I know, K is tired of us being here. I try to give as much space as is possible, but when I don't have a room of my own, its kinda hard to hide out. I'm not complaining, I'm happy to have the couch, but is hard to give space without any. I think we are gonna venture out of the house tomorrow. I'm fighting the impulse to pack what little stuff we do need and head to the city. I'm supposed to go tomorrow for my support group, and I just don't know if I'm ready to make the moves I will have to make for us to go just yet. Hmmm.
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