It Doesn't Feel Like Friday

Today is so strange because Wednesday felt like it was Friday. So today feels like a special mid-weekday or someone's anniversary or birthday for some odd reason.

My sister asked if I am going to the "E" tomorow.

I got a message by mail that "C" is hosting...

I really don't want to see him right now...not at all...


He called me on the telephone twice last night, and then he called my sister's cell phone a couple of times asking her if she knew where I was.

He and I aren't in a relationship and already hes trying to keep track of my whereabouts as much as possible.

I really hate that.

I would never even clue him in on where I am...what I am doing for the day or any future plans. I guess he felt Wednessday night was quite successful between us.

If this is the case, then our feelings are definitely not on the same page.

He'd mentioned before about getting tickets to a play. I love going to plays but I don't think I want to go to one with him now. I've decided to just let it go and move on.

I've been getting a bit sidetracked with all of these open mic poetry nights. I have to focus on the gallery...my dream that I really want to make happen more than anything.

I remember mentioning the gallery to "C" and he said something about why don't I just put my paintings in another gallery?

Why would I want to do that now? My dreams have expanded past that point.
Back when I was a teenager, yes.
I would have had a huge dream of having my paintings in someone elses gallery back then. Not anymore.

Now I want a place to put my work and others as well. Its sad that he and I could never be on the same page.

I'm constantly moving forward with my plans and I only want to continue to move forward....