So long Frank Lloyd Wright
What kind of song is this? I know it's an old S&G tune. I'm listening to WYEP and the soundtrack of my current journaling experience is hardly what I would choose myself. Don't get me wrong, I love this station, I completely support independant public radio (Though not as much financially as I would like to.) but sometimes they come up with the strangest songs to play. I have to blame Rosemary.
I'm trying to get my house in order. This is a daunting task to say the least. I always feel that when my house is in order, my life feels more in order. Or maybe it's the other way around. I'm not really sure. In any case, I have to do something.
I just got divorced. It's been about twenty days since the whole thing was final. I got the house. I'm glad I got the house, I love this house. But with half of the stuff missing from it it feels strange. I have noticed that it has a way more positive energy now that I'm here alone. Well, I'm not completely alone. I still have my daughter and Oxana, my cat. We like it here. We do just fine.
So right now I find myself in my more positive feeling house with my daughter and my cat and I also find myself completely boy-crazy. This is a problem. Well, It could be a problem. It isn't quite yet. But it has potential.
I have more men in my life in some way or another now than I have in the last ten years of my life. I find myself attracted to younger boys (the occasional 23 year old regardless of the fact that they are 11 years younger than me.) and the older men. I'm at the point right now that I just don't know exactly what I want. It's understandable to some degree. At least I know what I don't want. Or at least I think I do.