My school semester starts towards the end of January. All this time that I have for writing, now, it’s because I don’t have class. I don’t have assignments…
I’ll be studying at least 3 days a week, then there’s work. Then there’s homework. Then there’s everything else… I don’t even know how I’m going to find time to consistently do yoga.
I want to have dinner with you. I want to have breakfast, brunch, morning or afternoon tea. Any time that we can fit in a mini-date. I would love that.
I want to go to art galleries, hang out at the beach. Go for a short bush walk. Picnic.
Somewhere like a jazz bar for live music?
Markets… I don’t mind… movies? Sure, why not?
Hanging out and chilling at home? Who’s home?
Not “my” home…? This might just be the period today talking but I feel like I live in a pile of shit. I really, really don’t feel that this place is suitable for any kind of romantic activities. Also, my mother lives here! She’ll be back in 2025…
So… it’s not happening here… LOL
I sound like a teenager. But I am a grown millennial woman. Who doesn’t own her own home. Unfortunately…? I’m a little embarrassed, I am. I haven’t succeeded with financial properties or things like that. I’m really not that good at it.
I don’t have that ambition. I don’t have that hunger. I don’t have that drive…
My pursuits have been… self-indulgent. Not financially motivated.
And I am wondering about how you’re feeling… I have some thoughts… I have some predictions… I don’t know if it’s suitable to type them out on here…
I think I am telepathically getting the downloads of what you are planning, or at least, thinking through whether or not to go through with it…
12 months? You want to wait 12 months?
You want to see how it all unfolds in 12 months?
No… (censored)… in 12 months?
For… healing…?
…
I can accept it… I guess…? (Shrugs shoulders)
I just don’t fully understand why it has to be 12 months?
12 months to observe how this unfolds. 12 months to revisit, talk through everything. All these years that have gone by. It’s been a lot. We can pave the foundation for the rest of our lives in these 12 months. It’s not like I don’t want to, but I feel, with maturity now, that 12 months is the sensible amount of time for our situation.
12 months to find a good routine… 12 months to see the seasons changing.
12 months to rebuild Trust.
12 months takes the pressure off… for both of us.
Virgo Sun Pisces Moon 