The Poor Lost Sheep Boy - The Story

You don't need someone to take care of you
You're so headstrong!

- Rachel, when I was mulling over whether lost sheep were really my type or not.

This post might be completely incoherent/non-cohesive because I keep getting interrupted.
Between the first quote and now I've already been interrupted twice,
keep getting asked to make coffee for the whole family.
I really am turning into the (almost)perfect Indian housewife.

And now I'm going to get interrupted again because I'm starving and breakfast just got done.

yesh.

*

...okay so I typed out everything above at 7am,

and now its currently 2am, the next day.

14-hour interruption, yo.

I'm actually really sleepy,

and I've just watched the new Once Upon A Time episode, and I really want to squeal about that instead,

but.

I am leaving to India in approximately 10 hours,

and if I don't write about Poor Lost Sheep Boy now, I will not write about him at all (and I want to)

I can't possibly muse about lost sheep while in India, considering I'm sharing a hotel room with my parents.

Probably going to sound really messed up and not at all like how I planned it to sound in my head, but here goes..

*

...on second thought (and don't kill me you guys, I know how potong stim this is),

I'll write about him at a time when I've gotten over the regret a little bit more.

I still regret not getting to know him.

So much.

So, so much.

I'm probably the only person on this planet with a penchant of falling in love with people I don't really know.

But as that tarot-reader-lady told me :

"Keep your innocence, child. And keep your heart open to love. You'll find it soon. Don't lose hope"

yep.

~vid~