Thursday, December 30, 2004

There's A Ghost in My House

And it's me.

Up at all hours roaming, writing, sipping coffee.

I'd be a good neighborhood watch person.

I could take the 2 to 5 am shift.


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I woke up this evening to the sound of laughter.

I'd gone upstairs to read Gilead and fallen asleep.

Rachel and Becca and friends were downstairs watching something funny...

laughing...talking

It's going to be so ______ when they both leave

damn lonely
natural
quiet
empty
old
neat
tidy
boring
good for them

sad for me and Betsy
in a way
we'll get over it

that's life
I tell myself
that's life


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