According to Joey, I have run away from home this weekend. Personally, I think I've taken a sanity break. My life is chaotic as is. Coming up here to Fayetteville for a few days is my way of escaping it all. Come tomorrow Monday, I'm back at the grind of helping my family, trying to find a job, and work with the internalized emotions in my heart.

We got here safe and sound on Friday. It took 2 vehicles to move Joey's stuff up here. He took his step-father's van with Mercedes. I took my van with his step-father. That was fine by me, because I enjoy talking to Harold. We can go on and on. Joey finds it humorous. When we got to their place, we started unpacking a bit. We went out for dinner at Pizza Hut. Later in the night, Joey and I watched The Ringer. When I first saw previews of it, I thought it was horrible. It was good. All in all, his heart was in the right place.

Yesterday, I just stayed at the house up here. I helped Joey finish unpacking. The one job he entrusted to me was to set up his computer. We also played toss with a football, and watched V for Vendetta. That was a very good film, too. Kept me on my feet, figuratively, of course. Now, during the day, I did get a little moody, I was missing my family, especially Scooter and Graysie, plus a few other things. Joey saw it and called me out on it as we were moving stuff. I just blew it off. I wasn't in the mood to talk to him about it. Later, as we watched the movie, I did remark on the missing my cats and wanting to just spend time with his dog. He had Mercedes join me where I was laying.

I don't know what we're going today. I just know I don't want to go home, but right now, I don't belong here, either.

Posted by Shawn at May 11, 2008 10:02 AM in General.