Saturday Night

I sit here alone again and it seems the only places I can make myself venture out to are the gym and the coffee shop we used to frequent. I usually hit that shop for a caffeine buzz pre-workout. Today, I accidentally bumped into one of my relatives and his girlfriend. They seem so genuinely happy together - refreshing.

The other night I was watching "Grey's Anatomy" and there was a scene where a patient was in the bed with an attending resident at his side. He had a wedding ring on and the young Doc said to him, "I'll bet your wife will be relieved that it's nothing more."

The patient responds, "Oh, I'm not married anymore".

The Doc, "But you're still wearing your ring."

Patient: "Yes, and sometimes no matter how much you love someone, they can't love you the same way back. It's better to live alone than with a woman who does not love you."

Could the script writers have been talking directly to me? I felt so.

Here's a little ditty I wrote on 11/7/05.

If I could only breathe
If air would fill my lungs
Would I be whole again?
The space where you once stood
Caves in empty now
So suddenly you were gone
No warning - without a sound
I never thought I could feel this way
Thought all of this had passed for me
How forever wrong
If I could only breathe

Well, I'm breathing a little easier now. If only I could find the will to pick up my guitar and the recording equipment, I'm pretty sure a damn good CD would come out of it. Maybe in time....

The Angry Lesbian

12/10/05