a long night

It made me think when I realized that, besides Clay’s death, the only two times I’ve cried in the last two months were with the same person on the phone. I’m trying to figure out what this means. I’m sure you’re thinking… isn’t that just a coincidence? Well, believe me… I think it is no coincidence at all.

I really am tired. I spent a long time walking tonight, alone. I left Fawnbrook on foot, walked down Pole Line and up Blue Lakes, then back down to McDonald’s for dinner and then home. It was great. I spent a lot of time thinking.

I have got to write my thoughts down… but at this point I am so tired I don’t think I can continue typing. For tonight, this will be it. But tomorrow I will take some time to explain my feelings. Goodnight for now.

*hugs*

GWI