[objtrbit]

Craziness. I had a friend stop by while I was home, but the people in my household did not know I had gotten home from work, I guess I just managed to sneak in. I donno. So my friend tells one of my roommates that she would just come by again later.

She hasn't come by, it's been about 4 hours or so. It's night, I'd love to get outta here.

I feel just like I did as a little kid, watching the street for her car, watching headlights, hoping it was her. If a vehicle pulled in on my street, I would get so excited. "It's her!" I would think.

What was crazy is that even when I came to discover it wasn't her, as the car drove past, it didn't discourage me.

"The next one will be her, for sure!" Everytime, over and over, watching the street. For hours, because she said that she would be back. I trust her word, she'll be back.

I can't go inside, what if I don't here here knocking? What if she is too afraid to knock because of how late it is? But I don't really want her to know I was waiting, either. I imagine her showing up, me scrambling to look like I was doing something. So I'll just stay up and watch for her, I'd hate to miss her a second time.

But the truth is, mom never came, for some reason or another. Sucks though, I really wanted to hang out.

So now, even to this day, it's really difficult to handle waiting, and here I am again, watching the road, watching the headlights, because she said that she would be back.

[Rhiannonsmoon]

I'm sorry your mom never came. Your friend could have meant she would be back later in the week? doesn't mean you can't trust her....it's a matter of perspective....I really hope she does pop back to see you