Boiled Cabbage

46 degrees celsius
71 percent humidity

You know that I'll miss you even if I don't say so right?

As the words came out of my mouth I knew I couldn't live with her.
It had nothing to do with her and everything to do with me.
About me not thinking I have it in me to adjust to a new place.
Again.

Older and wiser. Slightly nicer.
I choose not to be.
Not yet.

Snapshots.
He said that they were like snapshots.






[He was talking about the way she wrote]

It came. Stopped for a moment. And went.
Just like me.

You sent me a Nina Simone song once in a message.
I deleted it, because just for that one evening it didn't mean anything.
None of them did.

When I go to sleep at night my fists aren't clenched anymore.
My teeth are.

I really, really want to crawl under a rug today.
It's been a while.

I understand now what he meant when he said he made a bad friend.
I am one too.

Yesterday I wrote funny.
I used words like 'redundant' and 'disinclined'.
For kicks.
:)

'I'm sorry my love wasn't enough for us,' he said.
And I thought of the song 'Sometimes love just ain't enough'.
My mind went, aaah in rather belated understanding and I nodded sagely.









:)[such an idiot I can be]

I promised myself I would always tell you exactly what I thought.
I'm going to change that always to;
Only sometimes and when I feel like it.

Restless.

Comparing notes

The very first year she spent away from home, she didn't go to Good Friday mass.
As it turns out,my first year away; neither did I.

Revisiting old graves.

Moving on.

For her

After that, he said, a part of him just dried up.
He couldn't write anymore.


He's started writing again.

On cooking; again

General consensus: The cabbage was a bit raw.
Cooks comments: That's EXACTLY the way God and I intended it.

Her very first Teddy Bear.
A pink one it was.
She was born a girl and we're making every effort to make sure she stays that way.

And take care of the sneaker the pirate has only one...