Day of Sad

Walking home in last night's black dress (inappropriate for such a gorgeous sunny day), I spotted this mattress leaning against a tree. I often wonder where all the abandoned mattresses end up, after being sogged by the weather. But this one was especially poignant with it's stenciled message:

Do they mean this literally? I entirely agree if the wordsmith is suggesting that being in bed can fertilise both feelings of hope and hopelessness.

Noteworthy weekend of emotion. I was hurt by an abrasive estranged friend last night. I thought I missed his friendship. Although I'm ready to cast it aside and never attempt to reconnect with him again, I am feeling wounded. Like a soggy mattress I am a sponge for vibes emitted by other people. The EX is seemingly at the top of another emotional landslide and I'm so affected by his pain and unwise choices. I don't want my nearest and dearest to be unhappy and I like to think that life turns out well... But what if it doesn't?

Ironically, despite the bad and sad vibes I've soaked up this weekend I have been in the company of a very lovely man. TKO is turning out to have quite a bit of potential and I've relaxed into the beginnings of a relationship with him. I just hope his enthusiasm and loveliness doesn't boom and bust. I've even told SMF about him, so this dalliance clearly is showing itself as having legs. I hope.

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