Monday, October 09, 2006
At the Library again
I guess many men my age have children, or least a semblance of a real marriage, and future plans. While I have future plans it seems that the holding patterns in my life are endless, and the times where I am living go by with the swiftness of the speedboat that just went by.
Sun and Moon is playing now, and I wonder what love like that feels like. Or if I will ever know it.
Sorry to wax melodramatic, I know that the immortal song better alone than unhappy is true. So I will be alone, for a while, but I know myself for some 36 years now and I get along with the face in the mirror, though he looks like a knob with no facial hair, and I am content to reacquaint myself with myself at least for a short while.