im sitting at home. right before my eyes friday nite has turned to sat morning. 12:12 am. whoa.as folks party away, get drunk, hang with their posse, are returning home from a nite out at some lovely restaurant, im sitting here feeling pretty dayam alone & old. i know that we all feel that way sometime or another but tonite im feeling that way. i feel more so uncool than anything. i get on facebook for the heck of it as most people do & it seems like the whole world is just so hip & cool & busy with their lovely & dandy lives. its kinda sickening. everyones so into their deal. whats the point in flaunting it all. dayam technology. its crazy how folks can have 318 friends on that sucker & still know who is in what part of the world. & when they got back. heh.i know that youre only going to have a grand social life if you go out & make the effort but lately i find this so tiresome. i feel like i dont have enough time to just fold up the laundry (which is done in installments thru out the week) once im in the routine of things during the week so forget chillin' with my homegirls. LOL & then taking pictures to post up. you see-im getting old. ahhh that was bound to happen i guess.all i know is that i have a husband & chatterbox of a baby resting peacefully so they can get up & share the new day coming up with me. theres alot of peace in that & as well as stability. thats not for everyone these days. thats what my friday nites have come to now. im not complaining. im just reassuring myself. everything with time is what my mom says. this too then.its funny how we work our butts off to get to a certain point in our lives & once we reach that goal, we savor it for a little bit but then were restless again. we need more. sometimes theres not much more we need but it feels that way. isnt it funny how we simply cant relax & nourish ourselves off of the fruit thats hanging off the vines of our life?!!! humans are so funny that way.one more thing-isnt it funny how some relationships in our lives arent made by any specific union (like marriage or blood) & yet there is no name for them but they can mean the world to you? sometimes to some they are the world & yet to try to name that relationship/rishta-you feel like there arent words invented that give it that full meaning. & the ones that are out there are words that you are hesitent to whisper as they hold a meaning of filth. (im thinking about this in my language) hmmm