All alone here this weekend. My sleep even seems different. when I wake up in the morning, not knowing if I was snoring, because you are gone this weekend, i feel alone.
Not eating healthy, no one to make my smoothies I eat some toast and butter and feel alone.
Gazing at the wasteland, I forget our favorite thing, to drink coffee together and talk about the day.
now hours behind, I put in one scoop, then I put in two then I put in half-a-scoop and realize...I only know how to make coffee for two.
It doesn't take long to wish I had also gone, that way today I could have had coffee with you.
5 comments:
it sure is good to be missed! i'll see you tomorrow!
Poignant.
I only know how to make coffee for one; it's kind of embarassing every time we have people over.
"Beth" You crack me up! Thanks Bob for taking this post seriously, like i wrote it to be...unlike our friend Beth.
Pris cant wait till you get home!
I am a little late reading this but that is one of the sweetest things I've ever read. Was this blog responsible for the current pregnancy? mmmm.
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