Little Miss

Ever tap into your inner bitch psychic and see where your life is going to be in three to six months? I’m feeling a “Violets are Blue” and “Prince of Tides” and “How to Make an American Quilt” mashup.

Unrelated, funny to hear from someone you have been missing and you can tell they’ve been missing you too.

Also unrelated, why do you take the chance on the people you take chances on? Like, why didn’t you run away like you usually do in one instance, or why did you run away from someone else only to look back and miss them? (See previous item.)

And why is life always about missing someone … not the least of which is yourself?

Related: Weekend plans just went up in smoke. Ergo not giving me any time to miss a certain someone. And I really, really need that time. Really.

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