I am little. I am white.
Articles, pictures, and videos that sumarize my day; conversations with friends; and nearly forgotten memories from once upon a time.
I wanted so badly to post something most people don’t want to read on facebook. Something personal. Something I’m craving. But I no longer post anything really personal on facebook. It has become purely a self-promotion site. For me, for everyone. Those really annoying posts that everyone loves to hate (google search “annoying facebook status” and you will know what I’m talking about) are a common example of why I no longer post anything unless I feel it is funny, moving, or making a point.
Today I wanted to write so badly about someone that I am missing. Because hardly anyone on facebook would know what I’m talking about anyway, I may as well write about it in an anonymous fashion on my anonymous blog.
I met this person while I was on vacation, in a far away place. I never expected to meet someone like this. If anything, I expected it to begin and end similar to a summer love - bittersweet. But it turned out so much more than I ever could have imagined. I’m not one to fall head over heels. In fact, I usually second guess my actions and decisions the second I make them. So for me to open up so deeply for him and to have him do the same for me was just.. well.. a breath of fresh air.
So before you think I have found my fairy tale ending, think again. He lives 2.4k miles away from me. And to top things off, he doesn’t have regular access to a phone or internet. Just my luck. For someone who is seemingly addicted to the interwebs, I find this to be terribly frustrating but I am coping. Sort of.
So today I am craving a conversation with him. Dying to tell him how my day went. Yearning to know how his Dad is doing (he was admitted to the hospital yesterday).
But I have to wait.
So this post is to remind myself that even though I can’t talk to him, I am loved. He would if he could. If only we weren’t so far apart. February cannot get here fast enough. <3