I’ve discovered life is only about having fun. It’s too short to worry or be serious. Bad things happen to everyone but it’s how you ignore it and get on with enjoying life that is important. Tomorrow will probably bring disaster, but I’ll deal with it then. But Bobbie pushes and spouts off the most ridiculous arguments. I wish I could teach her how much fun life can be if she stops worrying.
Why do I care what she thinks? Every time she opens her mouth she sounds like a prune-faced old lady. She thinks she’s so superior. But oh when she forgets who she is she’s fascinating. She is precocious and so entertaining. And the vibes she sends out are anything but that of an old lady. There is something about her that I can’t ignore, I can’t forget and that’s a first for me. Love ’em and leave ’em – that’s my motto. Why can’t I just leave her?