Tropical Paradise

I think Hope, Mercedes and I have decided on a cruise for our ladies' vacation next year. It may be an entire year away, but I cannot think of anything better to look forward to than time in the sun with two women who are like sisters to me. Plus, it's the Caribbean. Nothing can go wrong in the Caribbean. I can forget life for awhile.

Not that I have any idea where my life will be in a year, but that's completely beside the point. I don't know where my life will be next week, let alone next year. I can't keep living in this foggy little bubble, waiting for something to happen. The truth is, he's going to move on, and it's okay. I'd be amazed if he hadn't fucked someone else by now. I wish I was that person, because getting laid certainly sounds like something that might occupy the empty space in my heart for an hour or two.