2005
A random occurence of the fine line between love and hate
In the past few weeks I have come to realize that there is a fine line between love and hate. Especially if you are me and are wound up in a girl. Lets just say for privacy reasons her name is Tori.
Funny thing is I LOVED her to the utmost. Until……..the disappointment.
I was all hyped up to spend a wonderful weekend at a famous Michigan resort(which shall be unnamed) with her. I saved all my penny’s and was going to have a wonderful time. Then, Saturday came and Tori didn’t (literally). The inevitable phone call…..”I can’t go, sorry hun.”
In that few moments I realized that the one I loved I was beginning to hate. Not truly hate but at least I can say I was very ANGRY.
Saturday came and went as well as Sunday. Mid evening on Sunday I get this call from Tori. I was all set to be superbly angry and in bitch mode. I was going to teeter on the fine line between love and hate.
Lets just say that within the hour I was sitting in a restaurant talking, smooching and romancing with my Tori girl all over again.
Call me a chicken, call me what you will but I will admit there IS a fine line between love and hate and for now I guess I will stay on love’s side.
