I am sitting here viewing my trashed apartment waiting for my father-in-law to take my girls to church. I can't help but consider what is in store for me today. I hate Sundays. It is the one day a week that I am alone the longest.
I still haven't quite gotten used to being alone. After 11 years of almost constantly having people around me, the quiet apartment is still unsettling to me. I think that is one reason I keep seeing Kris. I had told him a few times that I
want to keep our visits plutonic, but almost every time he tries. I am going to see him again today, if he attempts again today I am going to break off all contact with him I think. My head is just in a weird place right now. I want a friend
right now, not a booty call. Don't think too badly of Kris tho, most of the times he had had a willing subject, and he never did anything without consent.
I guess its off to Pluto today!!