Sitting in Michael's Lap
... sigh, and missing Michael terribly - he works 10 hours a day minimum at his new job. We have been pretty much inseperable since we got together; lived together, worked together ... we were never apart more than 2 hours at a time and now this ...
I try to keep myself busy, but the truth is I just don't feel like doing anything ...
Is this depression?
I can only read, write, watch TV (yuk!), sleep, paint, and draw SO much before I can't do it anymore and start sulking. I know I need a job -- but there just isn't that much available in this little mountain town (one of its few drawbacks), and I refuse to get some doldrum ho-hum job that will barely be able to keep me awake, much less occupied.
So tell me, my passionate friends (the ones who are still with me ... I fully expect half of you to have rolled your eyes and clicked the 'back' button by now LOL), what does a girl do to keep herself sane when her Siamese twin is missing...?