Ache

I sit here at an unfamiliar keyboard where the space bar sticks. Not responsible for typos (or anyhting else for that matter!) I’m not in my hotel because mine wants $9.99 per night for  WiFi access. I walked across the street and here Iam.

I also don’t have  my glasses, so that guarentees lousy typing. I don’t care.

I’m here on my blog to pour my emotions into the universe. Not the ones of sadness, but of disappointment and love. I’ve got both and I’ve got them bad.

Sorely dissapointed in so many ways. Anger to the point of burning tears and furious breathing. How can this happen? The trust has been broken for the 5th time in twenty years. It makes me older by the minute.

And there you are. Alluring, seductive and ripe. My head is  in the clouds.  I want one night.

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