Company

Tonight I let myself be egged into going "out." Whenever someone says they are going "out" they usually mean a nightclub or bar. And that is where I ended up tonight, Halloween night, for all of two minutes. That's how long before I bolted. That's right. I counted to 60 twice in my head then leaned over to Carly, and yelled over the noise, "I don't want to stay here. I'm going home."

And, this is beginning to get repetitive, but I missed Chris again. It's tough being all alone, afloat in a big crowd of noise that doesn't deign to notice your existence. Sometimes I yearn for actual company.