I haven’t written in two weeks. I did that on purpose, for writing makes me focus too much on myself. I need to be more selfless.
Much has changed in the past two weeks. As I both feared and predicted after Marie returned to New Jersey five weeks ago, she came back to Virginia Beach and broke up with me. It was clear that she’d been heavily influenced by her parents to let me go. Her parents grew very uncomfortable with the fact that I needed student loans to pay for school and that I used a credit card to pay for making my thesis film.
So my girlfriend broke up with me because her parents think I’m broke, and then my job gave me a raise, a promotion, a salary, and benefits, which means I’m now making $300 more a week than I had been making. Hmm. I just started humming Alanis Morissette’s Ironic.
I went to Charlie and Kate’s wedding last weekend and had one of the most blessed weekends of my life. I’ve also decided to do Marie a favor and not attend Avalon Hills anymore. The minister who married Charlie and Kate told me about a church in my area called Forefront, so I’ll check that out.
Here I am again. June is over. July is here.
The summer is flying by.