Tuesday Morning.

So I woke up this morning with the scent of coffee lingering in the air (my Mom makes a pot every morning. Thanks Mom..I can always count on you!) I rubbed my eyes and shuffled out into the bright living room. Mom was standing on the balcony, coffee mug cupped in her hands. From our view you can see the mountains clearly and perfectly. The sun is beating down on the trees and after days of gray, I believe it's a sign that today is going to be a wonderful day.
I eat some breakfast, listen to a bit of music, then head to the washroom to shower up for the day. I've got my towel ready and I'm turning the hot tap on but nothing comes out. Not a single drop of water. Great! Turns out they're putting a new boiler system in our apartment.
The phone rings. It's my aunt, she's inviting us out for lunch. I look in the mirror and roll my eyes at my reflection. I am not going out in public like this. So, Mom leaves, hugging me and saying she's sorry, while I'm stuck inside, watching her walk down the back alley from the balcony. I guess this day wasn't going to be so wonderful after all.
Oh, sun, how deceitful you can be.

Unsure of Love.

Ever since I was a young girl I have always dreamed of finding that special someone. I have never thought about dating several people, like on tv shows, where they go out on dates every Friday night. I always just expected that I would find one person who would want to be just with me and I would want to be just with him. And I did have that, for a long time. At first, of course, it was wonderful. Learning all the new things, spilling your secrets, learning to trust that someone. I really thought I had found him (and it may sound stupid because we were so young, but I really thought "this could be the one", but I guess that's what happens when you fall in love for the first time). And now..well, now I'm single and I've become one of those dreadful "daters". I absolutely hate it, but to be honest I don't know if I even believe in one special person. My past relationship has made me so damn cynical that I don't even put effort into anyone anymore. I've met people that have potential but I somehow find something wrong with them and stop seeing them. Maybe it's because they are not the one for me, I don't know. I know that you can't search for love, and that's not what I'm doing. But I remember a time when I would do every little thing just to make him smile. I miss being excited about love. I miss waking up and thinking about him first thing. Will I ever have that again? I'm bound to find someone else, sure, but I really don't believe that I will ever look at love the same way. He ruined my idea of love and I'm really scared I'll never get it back.

Daylight Savings.

Well, this is my first blog. I actually heard about it from this guy I used to work with and since he was pretty much my journal (early mornings with him I seemed to have let everything pour out..he was a good listener) and I no longer work (or live in the same city) with him this will now be where I let my random thoughts reside. Yes, you will see a mish-mash of ideas all blurred together in one paragraph. Someone once told me that messy writing meant that your hands couldn't keep up with your thoughts. I guess it's the same with poor sentence structure (okay, it's not really, but it makes me feel better about my horrible grammatical structure). So, tonight (or this morning) is daylight savings. Why do we need this? Purely for businesses to have longer hours during the summer. It's strange to think that we have created this simply to please ourselves. Greedy? I'm not sure. Maybe it's just a smart business decision. Speaking of business, I had a job interview yesterday and for those of you who don't know me well I am completely awkward! The interview was fifteen minutes of uncomfortable silences and poor milk foamage (I was nervous, okay?) Anyway, I don't think I'll get the job but I have another interview on Monday (wish me luck..or send me some confidence!) so hopefully that will go a little more smoothly. Okay, it's 1:15 in the morning and I should probably take this body of mine to bed, where my mind can think of a million things for hours on end until I slowly fall into a deep sleep. Good night!