Once upon a time

Once upon a time, someone once told me something to convince me that things are suppose to be the way he said it should be.

Today, it reminded me how I used to spend my weekends when he is not around. Saturday is suppose to be days spent on catching up on sleep. And weekdays are just so busy with classes after classes, night class and driving lesson.

I was so alone then that I turned back to JD, hoping that there is someone who can talk to me. I didnt admit that before to anyone. No one knew about this and I suppose it is really stupid then.

I needed someone around me. Today, I remembered how to spend my weekends. But I also remembered how someone once knew that I was lonely but yet I am alone now again.

It is nice to knit and finish things up. Oh no, I am hungry.

Am I making sense? You can be alone but not lonely. I am not lonely.