The Beginning Of The End....
Let me forget about today until tomorrow....
The start of something usually signals the end of something else. Which leads to the logical question - half full or half empty? Neither... The glass is a dumb glass, and if you spend any time trying to figure it out, you'll end up thirsty...
Friendship is a state of mind. Once the sexual possibilities are extinguished, what remains, for a while, could be construed as friendship, of sorts. The start, as with everything new, excites, thrills, amuses... With time, it grows, expands, grows into something 'dependable'... Or addictive... And like all addictions, must be controlled, or what's the difference between you and a druggie?
Because the 'dependendable, firm friendship' soon comes to an end... For end it will. The intensity, the passion, the drive... The wedge begins... Perhaps it is cowardice to believe this, or self preservation...
And so, another ends... Three to marriage, one to a fight, one to moving away, one to 'love'... How many to go? I don't know... We are truly alone... And the quicker you realize it, the easier it will be... One day, a smoking buddy, the next the one you cry to, the third, the one you laugh with... And perhaps that last is the worst... If you can't laugh, what can you do?
You can begin by having your first 'solo-cigarette', in a manner of speaking.... And the rest will follow...
RIP - No more three shadows on a bike, no more smokes on a windowsill, no more moonlight drives, no more chana at 12 in the night....
Sigh... This will take some getting used to...
The start of something usually signals the end of something else. Which leads to the logical question - half full or half empty? Neither... The glass is a dumb glass, and if you spend any time trying to figure it out, you'll end up thirsty...
Friendship is a state of mind. Once the sexual possibilities are extinguished, what remains, for a while, could be construed as friendship, of sorts. The start, as with everything new, excites, thrills, amuses... With time, it grows, expands, grows into something 'dependable'... Or addictive... And like all addictions, must be controlled, or what's the difference between you and a druggie?
Because the 'dependendable, firm friendship' soon comes to an end... For end it will. The intensity, the passion, the drive... The wedge begins... Perhaps it is cowardice to believe this, or self preservation...
And so, another ends... Three to marriage, one to a fight, one to moving away, one to 'love'... How many to go? I don't know... We are truly alone... And the quicker you realize it, the easier it will be... One day, a smoking buddy, the next the one you cry to, the third, the one you laugh with... And perhaps that last is the worst... If you can't laugh, what can you do?
You can begin by having your first 'solo-cigarette', in a manner of speaking.... And the rest will follow...
RIP - No more three shadows on a bike, no more smokes on a windowsill, no more moonlight drives, no more chana at 12 in the night....
Sigh... This will take some getting used to...
posted by Ruth at 2:13 AM
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