Friday Afternoon - After seeing Jake
Stumble out of the truck and try to find my legs as they've turned to jello from walking, and driving...and just being exhausted. Christ almighty that was some morning! Lots of things to talk about, lots of things said and felt and admitted and now, where do I go from here, I mean literally.
Look to my cabin, no, too far...think for a minute about Ke's room, see if he's there...I want to...IwanttoIwantto...but my brain is mush right now. I need to just lie down and do nothing...so the lounge it is!
Walking in, it's deserted and I flip on the lights and fall headlong and face first into the couch and hold a pillow like it was a long lost relative. Letting my oh so stylish shoes just slip off and fall over the side as I pick up the remote to the T.V. and flip it on.
*...My bologna has a first name, its O-S-C-A...*
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*...side effects include loss of sight, possible risk of heart failure and the condition known as 'hot-dog fingers'...*
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*...I love you, you love me...*
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*....Come home sweetie. She gave me a pen....I gave her my heart and she gave me a pen...*
Say Anything. Alrighty, not equipped with Ben & Jerry's but it's John Cusack so, okay. I keep watching the screen, the little lump in my throat growing at the same part of the movie it always starts up! "Pick up the phone you stupid bitch! It's Lloyd...he loves you...and .... ah you're fuckin stupid!"
I started to doze...and I thought I heard voices...but I was wrong. I fell asleep in the lounge and when I woke up, it was nearly 10pm. So I picked myself up, along with my shoes...and stumbled back to my cabin barefoot...not caring for the cold grass. Reaching the cabin...I did another faceplant into the pillow and just fell asleep....a dreamless sleep thankfully.
Look to my cabin, no, too far...think for a minute about Ke's room, see if he's there...I want to...IwanttoIwantto...but my brain is mush right now. I need to just lie down and do nothing...so the lounge it is!
Walking in, it's deserted and I flip on the lights and fall headlong and face first into the couch and hold a pillow like it was a long lost relative. Letting my oh so stylish shoes just slip off and fall over the side as I pick up the remote to the T.V. and flip it on.
*...My bologna has a first name, its O-S-C-A...*
click
*...side effects include loss of sight, possible risk of heart failure and the condition known as 'hot-dog fingers'...*
click
*...I love you, you love me...*
click
*....Come home sweetie. She gave me a pen....I gave her my heart and she gave me a pen...*
Say Anything. Alrighty, not equipped with Ben & Jerry's but it's John Cusack so, okay. I keep watching the screen, the little lump in my throat growing at the same part of the movie it always starts up! "Pick up the phone you stupid bitch! It's Lloyd...he loves you...and .... ah you're fuckin stupid!"
I started to doze...and I thought I heard voices...but I was wrong. I fell asleep in the lounge and when I woke up, it was nearly 10pm. So I picked myself up, along with my shoes...and stumbled back to my cabin barefoot...not caring for the cold grass. Reaching the cabin...I did another faceplant into the pillow and just fell asleep....a dreamless sleep thankfully.