and my long, typing fingers
its getting darker earlier.
fall is now.
i felt chilly today.
the wind was blowing.
usually the observer comes over.
he's spinning the tunes tonight at a teen dance.
since i'm not a teen, i feel very out of place.
i know the observer will do a great job.
he always does.
that's why he keeps getting asked to be the disc jockey.
i miss him today, but i'm glad he's doing what he loves.
my stomach is making weird gurgling noises.
sometimes that happens when i chew gum.
maybe it has something to do with getting the gastric juices flowing.
i can hear myself chewing.
i hear a crackle.
i hear my grinding teeth.
i hear my gum shifting in my mouth.
i hear myself swallowing.
have you ever really listened to yourself?
you should try it.
you will be surprised how much you will hear,
even though you aren't saying anything.
i am lonely tonight.
the radio is playing sweet tunes,
but it's not a person,
i miss conversation and affection.
here i sit with with myself.
and the music.