You know how sometimes you want to write to let out your frustrations? So you sit down to write and then realize that your husband’s office mates have found your blog and they know who you are…… so you try to tone it down then when you read over it you realize it is total crap….
That is where I am right now.
There are MANY things I want to write about but have had my hands tied. I feel like everything i write is lacking and has no real meaning.
Right now, what I really want to write about is my new job that i start on Sunday and how nervous and excited I am about it, but I can’t go into much detail because I don’t want “things” to get “out there” and I don’t want certain people to know too much about where it is or what I will be doing.
I want to write about the little arse hole I witnessed in the grocery store slam into a woman in an Abaya and nearly knock her down and not say a word of sorry to her and the fact that she just took it.
I want to write about how I was supposed to go to Japan over Eid but wasn’t able to because of something I can’t say here.
I want to write about how much i miss my mother and want to see her face and smell her hair but can’t because i have no time.
I want to write about my friend who has an alcoholic husband and can’t get out from under him because of things I can’t say here.
So, can you see why I feel like this blog has come to a dead end?
I have had many people ask me to not give it up though (not just those of you have left comments). I am thinking about it.