Sunday, April 11, 2010

And then there were five

Counting the days like I usually count my steps. To and from, one mistake to the next. The sun sets the same no matter where I am. And rises the next day like a ghost from an unmarked grave.

It will feel good to say I've been there. Once I've left this place. It seems I'm not as accomplished at being alone as I thought. Conversations with imaginary people help pass the time, but my future remains as uncertain as ever. Hoping there might be someone waiting for me. Knowing I'm probably too lost to be found.


  1. often you meet someone when you least expect it. I met my present bf when I was 49 and met someone new (who fell for me but not me for him) when I was 59. Never give up hope!

  2. This is awesome. It's like you read my mind.

  3. Imagery is fantastic. My favorite.

  4. Very interesting that people like this one. I think it was the last thing I posted from my laptop.

    RIP laptop.