Not Exactly

Perhaps I was a bit too ambitious, expecting that there would be a ton of different things to do; or, maybe my initial "differents" no longer felt that different or significant enough; or maybe the opportunities didn't present themselves as I had expected; or, maybe it was just too much. Whatever this is, this isn't exactly as I planned.

I didn't come right home and sit down in front of the T.V. I came home, changed, and drove out to have dinner with one of my oldest, dearest friends, Sarah. It was a lovely evening, thank you very much. But dinner out two nights in a row (tapas at that) is hardly different.

There are still a lot of different things I plan to do. Tickets have been purchased and plans have been laid. Tonight though, not exactly the same, but not exactly different.