The waiting is almost as bad and the enduring... Waiting for the police to wrap up this case and throw this guy in jail is tiring and my patience is thin as usual. I just want to get the call saying that he is behind bars so I can press charges.
I know that pressing charges will simply be the beginning of another phase of this ordeal but as each act comes to a close, I feel like it's closer to over. I also know, for the record, that OVER is a relative term.
But for now, I wait. I get a little sleep and I go about my days as usual. And I wait.
About Me
- Michele
- In my 20s, I spent most of my time trying to make people love me. In my 30s, I learned to love myself. Now that I'm in my 40s, I'm sharing that love with the rest of the world. But not in a hippy kind of way. Just in a... golden rule kind of way.
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