The idea of having a friend is not that bad, if only my head could wrap itself around the idea I could get a friend very fast. I am totally likable.
Me?
Likable?
Who am I kidding? am way too far from being likable at least that is how I view myself. Thinking of how I can easily find out if I am likable or not, I can make a questionnaire and give them to my employees when I meet them when I get back home.
Home. I release a weary sigh and shake my head. I have a lot to deal with when I get back, I have a company to run, employees to talk to, sisters to take care of and I am not going to mention Belinda.
I yearn for the life I used to have before, and I wish I can turn around the clock and stay there for a minute. I just wish I can escape some of my duty, 'some' because I can't change anything regarding watching my sisters at least it has been my one escape.
My safe place.
