Queens night and day, one rolls into
the other. My country is getting ready to party for almost 24 hours.
As far as i am concerned i will only put the flag out and show that i
am still a good Dutchman. That will be all, no traditional things for
me, if and only if the weather will be good I will wash my car and
work a little in the garden.
These things need to be done too, and I
have a busy week ahead, so plenty to do.
I must admit I haven't done much today
as being lazy in front of the TV and nothing else worth mentioning. Yes, it
has truly been one of those days, but I have done enough the last
week and this coming week will be a busy one too! So its a good thing
I took some days off to have some time to myself.
It is well past midnight and the
village is at peace, or seems to be as it is silent and dark, in a
few minutes I will be heading to bed too and get a good night sleep.
Just wanted to post something as my
mind is not completely empty, as I watched an episode of Glee I just
noticed how good in most episodes the music choice is and it does
make me think.
It's not right, but it's ok; a number
originally sung by Whitney Houston, was performed, and this time by a
young man, so relating to it became a bit easier. It's not exactly
how things were, but it felt like it. I did feel betrayed for I think
a lot of the same reasons. After a long time I became to realize that
what I see as trouble is someone else nature. Over the years he
hasn't changed as I notice, the few times I see him. Does he never
get tired from this? When do people stop pretending it's not right,
but I make it OK? This thought should not be in my head as it has
nothing to do with me anymore, well kinda, in the end I am still
married. He with all his sweetness and sweet talk is and will
probably remain a mystery to me. But in all is still the person I
know when no one is watching. For reasons I myself do not understand
I will probably still be there for him long after the divorce.
Somethings grow close to your heart, and he is one of those things.
It's strange how you can love the wrong
person for all the right reasons, surely it's not right, and it's not
OK.
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