I was home alone because Sean was at work and Ann was at a pilot's meeting. She said I could take the Pontiac out if I became too scared. Of course, I did.
I went to Safeway, talked with Sydney for a bit. She's nice.
I went to Starbucks and spent the $5 I found in the car on a Vivanno (bad choice- ew.)
I drove around the mall parking lot a few times. Everything was closed.
I went to Burger King and sat by myself in the parking lot, eating a spicy chicken burger from the value menu.
I listened to the radio. They played a lot of good songs I actually have never heard before (imagine my astonishment :p)
It was raining a bit, so I had to give the windshield wipers a go every once in a while. Nice and quiet.
I love Sean. I love kissing him and I love his half-beard. I love private chicken sandwiches in parking lots on a Sunday night. I love the face mask that I have on that is slowly turning into crust. I love having Mythbusters on tv. I love my parents and I love Alex. I love Celexa and what stability even having it brings to my mind. I love how gaining weight has given me utterly fantastic boobs; they make up for my chubby arms when I wear a tanktop.
Maybe this is what they mean by "remember these times"?
I'm not sure.
Just take some time to be alone. You will think better.
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