A little over two weeks or so ago, my wife and baby boy took a trip his Grandma's house in northern Hyogo. She needed a bit of a break as raising a baby by herself during the day is quite a burden. She was also looking forward to joining a make-up class that would meet monthly for tests. This way, she could open her own little make-up money-maker part time, giving her something - that she actually likes - to do. It was supposed to be a short trip (as they all are supposed to be). They haven't been back since.
FREEDOM!
I've been getting more sleep. Though, my body - or rather, my ears - have totally gotten used to my cell phone's alarm rings. The ability to get up in the morning has been kneecapped.
I come home, and no screaming baby. No bloody murder on my wife's look from dealing with the screaming baby all day. No fights over what she should cook for me. No no-conversation dinners. No more placing my last foot into bed - after a quiet night - only for the baby to wake up at that moment. No more exhaustion.
And I Completely and Utterly Miss Them
I haven't gone out with friends, save for one night where I drank little drink and ate their endless supply of free tortillas. We're poor, so I can't do anything, really, without risking our ability to pay bills, pay for food and transportation.
I have spent the majority of my time, wasting away. Video games until insane hours into the night. Obsessing over websites that I truly don't care about. Commenting. All these things instead of organizing, drawing, writing and generally living. My days have been spent making half-hearted and unfulfilled promises to myself. My days have been spent wishing, hoping, pleading that they were here. For that one bit of happiness.
At least I'm writing again... A good start to a life to be good again!
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