Thursday, May 15, 2008

Pity Party, Table For One

So that was my letter to him. At least it's the letter I should send him.
Is it possible to expire from ennui? It's not just ennui, there's some sorrow in there. Possibly anger too. Not at him, at what he's doing. There is a difference, really there is.
I don't want to do anything. Except maybe whatch TV. Which would be fine if there were anything worth watching. I want to be somewhere else, any where but home, but I don't know where. I want to go home, but I AM home. To talk to someone, but don't know who.

---Little Bird doesn't know

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ok, for the record, a lawyer friend of mine says that "men suck moose-cock". And given my current mood I am disinclined to argue with her. Also she's a lawyer, arguing with her is ill-advised.

--Little Bird