Idiot me lost my fathers wedding ring this weekend when I was swimming at the lake. I have worn it every day since he passed away 5 years ago. Its such a strange miserable horrifying feeling to loose something irreplaceable like that. I cant even find a proper word to describe it. It would be nice if I could say I lost it through no fault of my own, but I cant. I am one of those nervous fidgety people, and I was twisting the ring around my finger and playing with it while discussing something with my friend. Next thing I knew it was falling to the sandy floor to disappear in the sandy abyss.
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I cried a lot, but it is just an object... right. My fathers memory had nothing to do with that ring. Sigh... It still sucks!
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I made a special trip to library just to come here and see if any of my cybersouls where on line. Sigh.... they aren't. I have to go here in a minute....back to the fog. (yup that's pretty dramatic, but fuck-it I am feeling a bit dramatic right now)
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tears are about to fall.... damn it I am too emotional. Crying is not something one should do in a library.
I miss my friends here on line.
A few of you I miss so much I ache!!!
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Love you guys
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love,
Delila
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