The Holidays...not exactly
It's the eve of Thanksgiving, people out and about, meeting with friends, picking up their loved ones at the airport, others doing their best to brave the weather to make it home in time to smell the turkey roasting in the oven.
Me...sitting here alone, tears streaming down my cheeks as loneliness envelopes me. Sad thing...I would go to bed, curl up and do my best to fall asleep knowing tomorrow is going to be a better day, but I already know it's not going to be. There is no table cloth on my table, no flowers with which to brighten up the room, no plans for lighting candles, or opening up a special bottle of wine with which to celebrate the day. No guests will be knocking on my door to say hello, no one but a simple drunk will be sitting down to enjoy a meal. No Thanksgiving kisses from a special loved one, no one there to help set the table, or whisper, "I love you" as we toast each other with a glass of wine before the turkey is taken out of the oven.
Tick Tock Tick Tock watching the seconds go by on the imaginary CooCoo Clock that hangs upon the wall. Working on Saturday...a distraction just 63 hours away.
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