It's always a good sign when you start off your Saturday waking up after 5 hours of sleeping pill induced sleep to watch morning TV while quietly sobbing about your relationship.
If things continue moving in that direction I might be crying hysterically by lunch, attempting to slit my wrists by dinner, and being driven away by an ambulance by the time the Late Night Show starts.
In the early hours of Sunday morning I will meet the love of my life - a doctor at Emergency.
By Sunday brunch we will be way off to Vegas to seal the knot with the doctor. Sunday evening I'll be pregnant with his twins - a boy and a girl.
1 comment:
Stefka I hope you have found some
answers this week.Because you were troubled in your previous writing.Buck up,take charge of your life.Your pretty and funny.
Live a little enjoy a expresso.
And go to a good movie.Or sit in the park and breath the air. Go
to the bar and order a budweiser
from a cold bottle and toast my sober ass.Over.
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