I'm thinking through the last few weeks of my life and thinking about how some of the most unexpected things have happened. People can't keep hands to themselves. I am watching the disintegration of years of relationships. I am accosted for being a bad friend and letting someone die.
Amid this, I'm caring less and less. I see things sharpening to a point, but I don't know what weapon is being made. I just find myself being more and more comfortable with the idea of being alone every day.
Then Mims called. I did so enjoy that conversation. It seems I need to save the date for April 5th.
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