Broken? Pretty sure I AM!
Am I the only idiot that hopes that God will send me the cure for the loneliness that aches inside. I always feel stupid to admit I would love to find someone as broken and needing an emotional splint as I do. I always meet some people and think, WOW, is this the one I’ve been looking for, then something always pulls me out of that fantasy delusion I am seeking. I know I’d probably get committed when someone reads this, but don’t we all hope for that craziness to come along in our lives? Isn’t that why we buy lottery tickets?