I had a hard time getting started. Decided to go eat at the Cyber. Got roped into sitting with two men. I am uncomfortable doing that. Even though they are friends and gentlemen. I spilled my coffee as I was leaving. Just a small amount but enough to make a mess. I was embarrassed. I don't know what it is about the number 7 but it keeps coming to my mind. Truman as been gone 7 years and I keep thinking about it. I took a fresh cup of coffee and did what I did so many times right after he died and went down to the Lake pier and sat under the canopy and reminisced. I did that a lot right after he died. It was a little cool but not bad. I tried to get it together. It is still hard if I let it be. I let it be this morning. Well nothing about reality to sober you up. I need to wash clothes. Something soothing and right about that little act. So be it. I am trying to write again. Been silent for two or three moths. It bothers me that I can't seem to get that going. Will keep trying.
Betty Boop
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