My sweetie's in Barcelona without me. The heater on the boat has crapped out in spectacular fashion, with coolant splashing everywhere at a rolling boil. Oh, the irony. And a spider, deciding I taste good, has covered me in welts.
Happy Valentine's Day. Really. >:-(
Alone, cold, and itchy in Vancouver.
Here's my tribute to rejection. It suits my mood, which is temporarily funky but will bounce back soon, promise:
It is not meant to be.
I just don't love you enough.
Grin. I feel better already. :-)