Can't you see that when I find you, I'll find me

I'm too old for excuses. What you did to both me and Derek was inconsiderate and inexcusable. It took me a while to convince myself that I'd not wasted the better part of a decade, and on nights like this, I realize that I'm still working on it.

Between my full-time white-collar job and full-time evening grad school, I try to drown my thoughts in the incessant drone of work and school. I keep thinking that when I'm done, I will emerge from the other end like the fairy-tale monster emerging a prince. Dream on, baby-doll.