A 2PM coffee keeps my psyche awake tonight. A shared, friendly day with Kim has me fantasizing about the two of us sleeping together. "Maybe if I had said this. Maybe if I had asked that. Maybe. Maybe." Mind throws out its fishing pole into the sea of possibilities, distant from the Now. Searches for a solution.
There is no solution. It is here and now, and I sleep alone tonight. It need not be different. It need not be fixed. Nothing to take care of.
Just Fall.
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