Just like a hyperactive kid coming off a sugar rush, or a junkie first entering rehab, I had my wind snatched from under my sails today... funny thing is, I didn't even know her.
She was one of my many muse...women that I admired from a distance and enjoyed witnessing their success. She was smart, attractive and in touch with what was going on around her. One of many ideal women, gotten lost in a Valentine's Day whirlwind.... And have gotten engaged.
Wow... and I was on such an Anti-Valentines Day high too... sightseeing briefly in Juarez, Mexico (shouldn't been there anyway)early Friday, and racing like a bat out of hell from Roswell by Saturday evening, trying to focus my attention away from the bullshit that has enveloped and stained my soul. So, I thought that I have really licked this ugly mood that I was in for awhile.
Then.... BAM!!
The wind is gone...
....and I am once again, left adrift...
So, one picture... one little comment... turned a Valentine's Day Grinch into a sniviling little wimp sitting in a lonely sea, with nowhere to go.
Oh well... at least she is happy. That is what's really important. Besides, she is still my muse, but on someone else's boat.
I guess I'll cast my lines out again...
Not many fishes left in the sea.
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