Spain or not?

I'm working it out: go to Spain or don't. Votes gladly taken.

David

I just broke up with my boyfriend. I love him so much but he doesn't have the same intensity towards me. All fine and good for him as he is happy with the company and intellectual intimacy we have. I, however, want more. I want to be the best thing since sliced bread.
This is going to be hard, hard, hard. I'm going through a period of unemployment. Trying to right the wrongs of my life. Feel good about myself. It is hard to think about this without David. He has been, until the last six weeks or so, the best thing since sliced bread for me. But these last couple months have illustrated to me how much I would rather than be alone that be a be a "better than nothing" relationship.
Oh, the sting.
Tomorrow I am going to start the day right by heading out to the airport to have a last minute visit with Christine, the neice who knows everything. When it comes down to it, your family is your real anchor.

The Ides of July

The fifteenth came and went. Hot, hot weather.
Another application completed. Just need to know where my passport is.
I am spending an inordinate amount of time being productive.
I am not spending much time being sad.
I love the Non Sequitur.