Steadier Footing.

It's gotten late and now, I want to be alone.
All of our friends were here, they all have gone home.
And here I sit on the front porch, watching the drunks stumble forth into the night.

"You gave me a heart attack, I didn't see you there. I thought you had disappeared so early, away from here."

And this is the chance I never got, to make a move, but we just talked about the people we have met in the last five years, and will we remember them in 10 more.

I let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past. I've tried twice before, but like this, it just would not last.




Till next time.
Take care.

-Darrel

hmm..

I'm at a crossroads with life.

I don't know where I'm headed.
I don't know where I actually belong.
I don't know who I really am at this point.


I miss who I used to hang out with, but things have changed, and alas

I find myself just doing nothing during this summer that was supposed to rejuvenate me for next semester.
It was supposed to bring everything back to how it used to be.


Nope.
Summer's done nothing of the sort.

I want to go back up, but at the same time I want to stay down south to see what happens.

Maybe I need to let go of the past.
Is this a situation I usually overanalyze?
Yeah, probably.
Am I usually right?
Yes, indeedy.

Is that why I can usually let go of things and never really think twice about it again?
Yup.

Is this the fond farewell from High school that I should've done a long time ago?
Possibly...

something just keeps me holding on.
I just need to figure out what..

hmm...



ps. My Watch-How-I-Met-Your-Mother-till-4-A.M. buddy. She's awe, wait for it, some. Awe, actually quite a lot. miss you mish.


till next time,
take care guys.

-Darrel