I went out last night as usual to hear my band. I thought my husband may be there because a friend told me he may be. I was OK, in fact, in knowing this because I was surrounded by some people I've made friends with and several other friends showed up to celebrate 2 birthdays. He did not show up, and I did have a great time. But, I was looking over my shoulder for half the night looking to see if he was there. I don't want to be on alert if he's coming to a show. Next time, I think it's best if I just don't look around and do my thing.
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"Twenty-five years and my life is still trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a destination"
~4 Non Blondes
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