Another weekend is in full swing, big freakin' deal. Mom is sick and being a total bee-yatch and the bf is at his new job, in Carlsbad, Ca. The job, keeping an eye on the elderly father of a relative who has dementia. I have to admire his patience for doing thing and his perserverence. I'm going out of my mind with my mom and is able to handle dealing with elderly relatives a lot better then I can. I think if I lived separate from my mom, I'd be able to deal with her better. I'm just so fruustrated with the way my life is going right now. This can't last forever. Eventually, I'll get my silver lining. I just wish it was now.
Anyway, last night I watched the movie About a Boy. It was a nice movie about an aimless loner who learns that he "no man is an island." I sometimes feel like that, I'm on my own island. Attachments to people and places are ephemeral. I can be very happy just being by myself. Then I start to miss interacting with people. So venture out into civilization. I think we all need to be alone at times, just to recharge. I think people are naturally social creatures. We crave interaction with each other for no reason other than to prove to ourselves that we're alive and we matter. I guess this is why I go to the library or the PLB Activities Center to work. So I can interact with others. Right now, I'm in my "I'm my own island" mode. I just want to be alone to sort through the crap that life has handed me. Ever feel that way? Hmm, those croissants in the bin next to me are very tempting. Sorry, I digress. Anyway, right now I'm not craving too much human interaction. I just want to sit on my own island.
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