Oh how times change, yet stay the same!
I come home from work on a bad night like tonight and all I have is vodka to keep me company. True there is a warm body on the other side of the bed, but really this is all I get? My hours are extremely odd and I am not a day person whatsoever. However, there are sacrifices I make that make me question what I do.
The simple things in life are what are real in my world and make me happy. But what are those simple things to me? I know what other people expect them to be and perhaps I am unusual.
If I wake up in the middle of my night asleep to make someone breakfast and wish them a good day, I expect perhaps too much in return. May be this is the price I pay for being a dancer/stripper in a man's eyes.
It is what it is! I just have to figure out the rules and boundaries.
Zi-Fi
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