... and the clock just always seems to say 32.

It's late. I shouldn't be on the computer.
I don't understand the way people think sometimes. Or how a person can truly be so mean or have no regard for other people's feelings? And I can't help but feel a little... almost betrayed that close friends can associate so much with that... I've let it go, but there is still that part of me that just wants to shake them & ask why? But I honestly pray for the best.. because, at this point, that is all I can do.

I'm learning that life can be okay, living it in different ways. :)