Things have been beyond interesting since Wednesday. If I wanted to tell a long version I would go back months; however, finger dragging on my phone is tedious, so I'm sticking to now.
When my ex decided that I was plotting to leave him he kicked me out of his house. It was 1:30 and I don't have a vehicle. I managed to leave with my backpack strapped tight. Luck was with me and I was able to get my charger so my phone stays fed.
What little cash I had was spent on basic necessities: body care; service blacks for work; coffee, not for the caffeine but for a place to be and charge my phone.
Last night and the night before I slept at some friend's home. They live with their mother, have a futon, let me shower. I am in their debt.
Now it's today and I learn if I have a landing in a few hours. If the texts from my ex are correct he has thrown all of my belongs out.
I care because those things thatI collected over the years hold memories and comfort. But I collected them, they didn't collect me.
I have what wits are garnered from a long hard sleep and the fortitude of good spirits.
I am praying that my memories are safe and that calm can be restored.
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