As I stand numb in the middle of my abyss,  many around me shift onward to the next step in their lives.  Although I remain still, ironicly, I somehow feel lost.  I just need some stability before my legs break from under me so I'm planning to just work for a while.  Get my life started by saving up for a car and plans to move out into an apt on my own.  My hopes to have the MD behind my name will have to wait.  Maybe this delay is a blessing? 

As I slowly adjust into this normal life, feeling like another soldier of the 9 to 5 routine, I find myself making new friends as some of my old dearest friends have moved on to distant places.  My coworkers have come to be some of the greatest people i've ever met.  They are the few that have such sincerity and articulate with a genuine character.  How long it has been to have a real substantial conversation accompanied with laughs and giggles.  My days are so much lighter and healthier.  Having good people to hang with has helped my soul smile again. 

As for the game of love.... who cares?  I have no energy to waste on playing games.  I'm too tired of being frustrated and whining about guys.  Although I've had guys ask for my number, I haven't met a guy who's got it together with some good reason and a piece of mind.