Alone

I sleep in a t-shirt and pj pants - the replacement for the warmth that used to accompany my rest.

It has been said that my fault in this matter was that I loved too much. If that is the case then so be it. I would rather be accused of that than of treating someone cruelly.

An almost spring like rain has fallen on NY today. I hope that it will wash away my pain.

Thank the gods that the sky is crying because I can't cry myself anymore. I'm empty and dry and hollow.

Hopefully future adventures will fill that emptiness with love and light and happiness.

The reminders of what I have lost are still around me, I hope they will be taken away soon.

All I can hope for now is some justice, some clarity, some truth to come out of this and in the end it would be nice if an apology was given.

But I won't hold my breath. It is hard to take one in anyway without the burden of waiting and wondering for something that probably won't happen.

Here's to karma - from my point of view it would be nice if she started paying some kind attention to me soon, and giving to others what they deserve as well.

Soon to follow more reports of other more favorable adventures.