Live.to.the.point.of.tears

I spend 50% of my day writing books, 25% of my day thinking about what I'm going to eat next, 12% of my day chilling with my dog, 8% of my day bitching, 3% of my day drinking wine, and 2% of my day lamenting the fact that I'll never have abs like Marisa Miller. That might not even add up to 100%, I don't know, I don't really like math.

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Ack.

Why can’t I just say, “I just don’t think you’re the right person for me”? Why can’t I use a football analogy and say, “I think you have miles of potential but I don’t know if I have the energy to get you game-ready”? Why can’t I explain, “Sometimes I think if you never called me again tomorrow I wouldn’t care, and I don’t know if that’s your problem or mine”? I am really terrible at this. Falling in love is not like riding a bike. I don’t even know how to ride a bike.

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