Sorry

to my very best friend, ashley nichole.
please forgive my absence at your birthday bash tonight.
i can make excuses all day, but the bottom line is this:
i am pooped.
i worked a 16 hour shift.
i am home now. but the thought of standing for even 6 more minutes is mentally overwhelming.
in the middle of my shift, i thought to myself...no matter what, i am going to that damn party
because i love you that much
and that's the truth.
i love you more than a blog can convey.
but somewhere in that second half of my shift...my mind was no longer capable of making rational thoughts
and now that i am home, i will stay here.
because i know that if i go all the way to where ever you are, i will only be a party-pooper.
considering my state.
so, please just do me a favor and love me.
even after tonight.
because i would have loved to have been there.
and i feel awful that i am in my bed instead.
awful...but somehow simultaneously relieved.
night, my darling friend.
and happy (early) birthday.
hope you had a blast.