A damn

three...

 

Will miracles never cease?

 

The conversation with Nich at a quiet and rested and mindful time, goes a lil something like this:

 

"I'm marrying Vergie and moving to TN.

I have the right to be happy and to make my own the decisions that affect the rest of my life.

You're coming.

You've know it's coming for a long time.

Quit acting out.

It's like your three all over again and I am getting ready to leave the dinner table and go to work at Alcoa.

Did all your fussing and throwing fits ever stop me from going to work then?

They won't stop this either.

We will all be together for three to five years tops.

We can do some really cool shit and have a lot of fun together, all of us.

Or we can all be fucking miserable.

But guess what?

It won't change what is about to happen.

So why not do some really cool shit and have a lot of fun together, all of us?

 

Quit making bad decisions.

Show some respect.

Do whats asked of you.

Ask before you just take off somewhere.

Get your head out of your ass.

Capiche?"

 

Something like that...

 

I'm just glad I figured out what is going on with him.

Not getting the meter reading for me and not asking before running off to the party were just his ways of subconsciously showing me he is scared about our relationship in the future and wants my attention.

This just isn't the way to go about getting it lol.

 

We will be fine.

Always are.

Like I said, I'm just glad I figured out whats up.