On my way to a meeting in Glendale, I drove right by the bar where the ex and I met, Bigfoot Lodge. We met on a cold Friday night in December. I had gotten dragged out by my friend Yasmine and Simon who had met at that very bar a few years earlier and were now married. At 6'4", He caught my attention the minute he walked in and eventually we started speaking outside the bar while I was trying to get myself a ride outta there. We laughed and just got along great. We did not exchange numbers directly but I did give one of his friend my info hoping and praying he would get it to him. Two days later he called, a week later we went out to see "No country for old men" and the rest is history. As I realized I was about to drive by the bar, I started getting panicked. I attempted to cover my eyes so I would not see it but then realized I would not see the road either and would probably crash my car in front of the bar completely defeating the purpose. The movie of how we met, those first smiles and his warm laughter kept on playing in my head as the tears were rolling down my face completely ruining my mascara. I got to my meeting looking like a raccoon (thank god for my oversized sunglasses) and had to get it together before loosing it again when the person I was meeting with mentioned nothing lasts forever. Although true, no one wants to believe love is just a temporary commodity traded at convenience when its value plunges.
The most intriguing thing I did this week: I got a psychic reading (no, it was not Ms.Cleo). Before you go judging just remember that when you hurt you are willing to do just about anything that will ease or alleviate the pain you feel. Among other "revelations", Mitra, the psychic confirmed our relationship was done with this relationship and not coming back (mega sad face) but that we would be friends. She also added that no glimpse of real love would not be in my life until 2013. So if the Mayans are right and the world ends in 2012, I will die a lonely single girl. Greeeaaaat...! On a positive note, this reading confirmed what I already knew: move on, loose hope, get on with my life and see what the future holds. As Vanilla Ice says in his 1989 classic "Ice Ice Baby", "Word to your mother!". Do not fear...Tonight's playlist is Vanilla Ice free...
Actual signage of Bigfoot Lodge |
Miss Cleo! |
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