I Close My Eyes And Sometimes See You In The Shadows Of This Smoke Filled Room

And so starts the beginning of a long period of absence for each of us. We won't talk agian for a good month possibly even more until one caves in on the next holiday or big event. Though every time the phone rings we wonder in the back of our minds, "Is it him" "Is it her"

It will not be me calling him I know for sure, and since we know each other well enough he'll be the one to call because he knows it too. Though my "luck" may change, but I've done so much worse to him I don't see why he wouldn't call.

As for the other one...I can see him getting back to town and finding our picture on his mirror initiating a bit of remorse and desire to call. With that in mind I may wait a few days before this coming Sunday to give him a call. I'm not desperate for his love, I just need some consistent attention.

Let's set the scene: (scale of 1 to 10, ten being the best one the worst)

Nestled in the couch warmly---> 8
Pup curled up beside me---> well it could be a 1 and it could be a 10! Just depends on how optimistic I am....so I'm gonna give it a 1
Old Poetry submitted to magazine---> 10
Sitting here looking at the blank screen realizing my creative juice has run low---> negative 1,000

No problem...I've written some interesting posts these past few weeks...