July 21st, 2005
Not lonely but alone.
There’s a difference.
Alone is fine.
I do phone rounds. K has something else to do. And secretly I know what I am supposed to do today: Go buy the poetry book. Go to a cafe you wouldn’t really dare go to alone. You always think about it but never do. Order. Sit Listen. Watch. Draw your coffeecup and don’t care about people staring.
Learn to be.