3 Days and Counting

It’s funny how different people’s opinions of the same event can be. To him it was a romantic kiss that was the highlight of their date; to her it was an assault on her mouth led by his lips and quickly followed by his tongue. To him, it was about getting to spend as much time with her as he could because after all, they really liked each other right? To her and all her friends, it was concerning stalkerish behavior. To him, it was the worst day he’d had in a while, when she publicly told him to leave her alone and divulged details about him that were supposed to only be between them. To her… it was the worst day she’d had in a while, she utterly humiliated him and after reveling in her short – lived triumph, realized just how much she felt for him, and how much she would miss him.
I don’t know where I’m going with this, I’m just hoping I’ll have a point by the time I’m done…
Wait, I think I know what I’m trying to get at… people take things for granted, take other people for granted, and once that thing or person disappears, they realize just how important they were. Why can’t we just appreciate people while they’re around, instead of only recognizing how great they were after they’ve gone?
Ok, shit, I’ve lost my point again…
Maybe I don’t have a point… maybe I’m just letting my fingers roam on the keyboard in the hopes that I will unload whatever it is that’s been keeping me awake and restless, whatever it is that’s to blame for the 3 days and counting (actually it's been longer but "3 days and counting sounds cooler) migraine that I have, whatever it is that’s turned me into an emotional mess, whatever it is that’s keeping me from functioning as a normal human being… well, as normal as I can be…
xoxo
[listening to: Dear You – Josh Auer]