Tag Archives: lonliness
Fading
I remember missing the bell at recess when I was a small boy. While I was engrossed watching bugs in a field, the rest of the class had lined up in rows and marched in unison back to their desks. I looked up and found myself all alone. It’s a peculiar kind of loneliness …
And it’s a lonely world, I know…
I stayed awake most of last night worrying. There should be a word for the worries that plague a person at night but dissipate, like a murder of crows, when the sun comes up. I worry about being the last one left. This is just such a strange world, new souls coming in and old …
