I don’t know if it’s the weather.

Or if that’s just a poor excuse, but I have been feeling awfully blue lately.

With the exception of a few occasional catch ups with friends and some unexpected drop-ins, this week has been terribly down.

Maybe it’s something inside me that doesn’t have a voice just yet.

And the other thought processes are that tiny bit more domineering. 

That quiet voice wants out.

But until then, I’ve got nothing but blues and furrowed brows to keep me company.

So when you say one thing,

And then another comes to fruition. Something that has been on the tip of your tongue for months; years, even.

When it happens that my confession turns to an event that could potentially make this an adventure - and on the same night my past decides to wake up from the dead and make an appearance.

Coincidence, much?

The universe is messing with my sense of direction.

Bring it on.

Hit and miss.

You obviously cannot control what people think, feel or do.

Everyone is entitled to be as blind or idiotic as they wish.

I can’t help but wonder why, when I am so willing to put my heart on the line, someone else is off-put by that concept.

Suppose we’re just going to have to wait and see.

But as far as I’m involved here, there’s nothing else I can do. I laid it out. I threw my cards down. I opened up my core and you simply stared at it.

So the wall goes up, and I go on.

Guh.

A phrase for the 21st century.

n. the sound one makes when mentally confronted with an exasperating scenario causing emotional turmoil and/or potential embarrassment.

“Guh. Why did I send that message? I’m such a socially impaired muppet of a human.”