Random thoughts today...all over the place so far...having some coffee and wishing I had made better choices in life. I am responsible for the breakup of my family and even though the ex and I are good as friends, we will never be anything else. I suppose I held out hope although in reality I already knew it was over. I am now the object of every "don't need that man in my life anymore" song. I always knew it would suck being that guy...it does lol.
The thought of starting over at 47 is really not much fun. I want someone to love who will accept me for me...so now I wade through a sea of jaded souls to find someone who feels like I do.
Then again maybe not