This rain is making me feel lonely.
Le sigh.
It’s been almost a year…well about seven months, since I was dumped. It used to bother me that all I got was lame excuses, half truths and a stack of debilitating debt. Those things don’t rankle like they used to a few months ago.
What really kind of gets me is times like these when I’m lonely and can’t find anyone to talk to me. I know it’s not my friends’ responsibility to be available any time I need to vent or cry or laugh…but it sure would be nice if it were. Is there a 1-800 number for the emotionally needy?
I am productive. Not bored. I get out. Not a hermit. I’ve met some interesting and attractive people…but I just can’t muster up any real interest in taking that emotional plunge. Sure we can bump uglies, no problem. Just don’t expect me to call back everyday, if at all. I don’t even feel particularly sexual.
Fuck it. I don’t know what I feel…except lonely.
Damn Rain!
Where’s that Florida Sunshine when you need it?
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