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The Thrill Is Gone in The Kid Used To Dream

  • April 23, 2026, 3:20 a.m.
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That’s the theme of the day.

I went to get a haircut and the girl that normally cuts my hair, as usual, isn’t there. She owns the place so I rarely see her anymore. I feel like I don’t get the cut I want when she doesn’t do it. Probably just all in my head - but it sure feels like it.

So, I used this other girl. She was super nice but there was a language barrier. She’s Asian, but I’m not sure which country. She did a nice job. She was brushing hair off of my shirt when I got out of the chair. She was laughing at my jokes even through I am sure she didn’t understand me much. Still, was nice to be treated well… Even though I paid her.... Okay, that sounds like… Nevermind!

I left there to go look at vehicles. I really need a second to run errands. My truck seems to have an addiction to empty and expensive fuel…

I want to talk about something here but I don’t want to be that guy that sounds like he’s complaining about his significant other - but geeze it’s getting harder and harder to work thru things. Some will say, pray about it - I feel like God rolls His eyes when I do because it’s like…here he goes again. How can you love someone and allow them to make you angry all at the same time? When your nervous system is 100% on edge all the time because you have no relationship other than keeping them happy. She works all the time. It’s my business and I have no problem walking away. She can’t. I allowed her to come to work with me several years ago so she could be at home.

I think she works and stays busy so she doesn’t have to be around me. It’s 10pm here. I JUST walked out of my office because at 7 she told me to finish some notes on some things I was working on. I had to update my tour schedule for the website and look over some documents. I just walked out. She’s still there. She’s puts in 17 hours a day. Then she’ll leave the office and insist the floor needs mopping or something. Last night we did an event together and got home around 1030. I was on my feet for 8 straight hours. I was going to test the waters - maybe some down time, some alone time..... She started mopping the floor. I fell asleep in my chair. She wakes me to ask me a question that could have waited. It required me to get up and find what she was looking for. Then, she comes to bed. I’m wide awake - she says - I’m so tired… I was like - then go to sleep, I wasn’t gonna keep you from it.

This has been every day for the past 2 years.

It’s amazing how it’s okay for me to be checked out with my head in my phone. She’s very okay with that. It’s when I start doing something that requires others to have my attention that makes her clingy all of a sudden.

Again, love her to the moon and back ..

Getting a bit hard to hang around


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