I'm sitting here at Butch & Nellie's enjoying the beautiful 72 degrees weather. It's not too hot today, but I love how the breeze hugs my skin as the sun ray beats against my face. It's just me, my laptop, and a really good book from Michael Jay. Ok, and also a really cute guy very well put together in a green polo shirt, faded chocolate shorts, and the cutest tennis shoes with matching pattern socks in a table to the right of me. He sips on a bottle of Italian soda while marking the pages of his book with a yellow highlighter and occasionally slightly turning his head in my direction, thinking that his eyes are hidden from the big stylish designer's glasses that are covering his face. I wonder what he is reading or studying. Is it homework for a class or could it be for work? What does he do for work? Is he single or does he have a partner? A slight breeze interrupted my thoughts as it sends a chill down my spine. I then was reminded with a feeling that I am home.


Since I'd been back I'd been desperately looking for a job. I have applied everywhere including: AT&T, 24HR Fitness, Apple, Verizon Wireless, and even Paesonos restaurant. No calls, no email, no responses yet. This is frustrating.


Timineri and I have been leaning on each other more so now that I'm living with him. We both have lost so much in more ways than one. We both are at a critical time in our lives where we need to find the reason, search for a way out, and continue escaping from the faking. I am very concerned for Timineri, more so than I am about my well-being. It seems like I'm seeing myself two years ago through Timineri. It makes me wonder when we switched roles. I'm just glad that we have each other through trialing times.


As I'm distracted with another cute boy in that sat in front of me with sexy designer’s prescription glasses, I am reminded of my Fez. I miss him more than I should. I still can't get him out of my mind. I still can stop this feeling that I have inside for him. As my thoughts are starting to scatter, I'm going to bring this blog to a close.