Melancholy

Spring brings an abundance of activity. Running, biking, picnics, sports, tubing, camping, etc. But everything costs money and that's where I'm at an impasse. I don't want to spend money, but by not spending money I'm becoming a hermit and anti-social. Which is causing damage on the psyche if you know what I mean.
I want to go to Floore's or Gruene Hall and watch a live band. I want to go tubing down the Guadalupe. I want to go camping/hiking at E-Rock or WHEREVER. I want to take a vacation with my husband. Just him and me to somewhere new and exciting (maybe here or here or even here). I want regular hangouts with friends. I want to go dancing. And not to go grind up against some sick-o stranger, but I want to go dancing, because well, I love to dance.
I feel old. And my lack of activity is not helping.
Melancholy Colleen is no fun, huh?
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