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Sometimes I just feel too sad.
I think I can write my way out of it; so I
sit down here at the table, open my computer and start.
If things are really bad then the night
outside, moves inside and I realise that I am all alone; far from home even if
I am in my home.
My mother died about thirty years ago, my
father a year before that. All the friends I had when I was younger are lost
and not in touch. The new friends I have around here never call, never visit
spontaneously and I feel too alone to invite them.
The family that I built are all somewhere
else, I will see them again but when I talk to them on the phone I can’t find
the right words.
I’m better face-to-face and tonight there
is no one to face.
There is a cat on my lap, which is nice but
when I think that she might be one of my closest friends I feel even sadder.
And then I go to bed.
2 comments:
I'm sat here in tears now.
sorry
it's ok now
just had to say
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