I'm in that blah spot again. Since August everything was planning for the concert and for Meg to come and our trip to Boston. Each day was one day closer to the "big event" and now it's been two weeks and I don't have anything, currently, to really look forward to. Sure, there's the country band at the Pub and that was SO much fun last time, but it's not encouraging me the way the concert did.
I hate being here. I feel like I shouldn't be so blah. I feel like I should appreciate the little things and not be looking out for the big things, but it's hard. I've been doing a lot of soul searching lately and I'm tired of settling. I want butterflies and sparky feelings and and and .... I don't know. I don't want the fairytale, but I wouldn't mind something close to it.
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