Saturday, August 26, 2006

The One Best Way

In the late 1800's and early 1900's, Frederick Winslow Taylor developed the theory of the "One Best Way". Basically he went around to different job sites and found the one best way of doing the job for maximum efficiency. It was an interesting theory, but was later disproven.

This stupid little theory has come to my mind in my current situation, "The One Best Way"... When dealing with relationships, is there a One Best Way? I can honestly say, hell no. Different people, different issues, different problems. Surely there cant be one best way.

I feel I have been put on a track of "The One Best Way to Heal From an Ex-girlfriend". I have agreed to go 4 weeks without any personal communication with the Ex. Its really hard to maintain a friendship on any level after a break-up. Ive never really tried to maintain a friendship after a break-up, its usually been really easy under the circumstances, like "Oh, Ive been Cheated on" or "Oh, I stabbed your Mother", theres no need to maintain a friendship after events like that.

But now its different, I want to maintain a friendship, I dont want love to go to waste... but is it possible... All my friends are saying no, at this point, friendship is not possible... I have come to an understanding with this, it is so hard.

So the one best way for me to heal is to drop a loved one from my world, pretend like she DOESNT live across the street from me, DOESNT go to my church, and DOESNT want anything to do with me. In turn I have to pretend I dont care when I do, Stop loving someone I love, and erase her from my life... Is this truly the one best way... In my heart I say no, but my heart is in too much of a mess to be trusted... So I must take the advice of my friends, and take this one best way, and hope for the better.... shit.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Today, Tomorrow, and the Next Day

Today I hate you because of how you treat me.
Today I am mad at you because we dont work.

Tonight I will want to hold you.
Tonight I will miss you in my sleep.

Tomorrow will begin the same way.
Tomorrow will end the same way.

I pray the next day gives me a break.

SON, of a bitch...