@Neilochka It's cold. I want a woman in bed. Sorry. It's true.
My reply: @Neilochka I['m] right there w/ you...I want a man in my bed *sigh* singledom
I had a wonderful day yesterday. I had all of the necessities for surviving the Blizzard of 2009: food, alcohol, toilet paper and the internet. I cooked, drank, watched some DVDs and had a ball with my tweeps. And though I was alone, I wasn't lonely...until it was time to go to bed.
Thus, I find myself in conflict this morning, as someone who doesn't believe in regrets and the subsequent wouldas, shouldas or couldas of life.
- It would've been nice to have someone to snuggle up with, even though I'm not a cuddler per se.
- I could've put up with a little snoring in lieu of the deafening silence of the snow covered streets.
- Having someone to share my food and adult beverages with would've been fun.
- Maybe I should have called him, we would've kept each other company.
I have allowed people to bring confusion, drama and mess into my life, thus bringing me down. I don't blame them, they are being themselves. The responsibility of how these people have effected me rests completely on my shoulders...and I'm not taking it anymore. I am in control of me, my mind, my heart, my home...my life.
I am that woman...I am intelligent, confident, decisive, creative, strong and wonderfully made in my God's image.
My search for authenticity begins with me.
This is it...I'm done being what you want/expect me to be...I'm going to be who I am, if you don't like it, get over it or get to steppin'.