The Ramblings of Daily Life

I'm still here at the junction you left me, Shaken about and a little dusty. I am ready to be treated the way I was shown, eight years ago. I've watched the trains passing by,  with cars full of happy people, drinking tea and cheery. My soul burns with infinite regret, each time i see the tracks left behind me. While I sit here frozen and time itself, seems to run past me just a little bit faster. Perhaps it's too late for me,  to catch a little light before it all burns red. Your lips on mine were fire, in the warm summer nights and now your voice is a siren. We are doused out and smoke is dissipating, into the ether where my mind rests. Sinking beneath satin sheets and fluffy pillows, I am still in this place where you left me.

The other day, I used the last of my SpongeBob tear free Bubblebath.  Hopefully, it won't present a health hazard because it's one of those items that has lingered on for years and years.  I actually remember buying that bubble bath with Richard in a local Wally World back in 2009.  In honor of Richard's memory, I used the last of the bubble bath. I told my parents I was going on a trip with my friends for the weekend in the summer of '09.  At the time, I did not have a car of my own and it was a big deal for them to let me drive their car.  Equipped with my Motorola Infuse phone (yes, flip phone), I used VZW navigator to drive 191 miles down i-85 S until I approached the wasteland of strip malls 61 miles north of Atlanta.  The Jefferson exit was christened with a single Publix.   I arrived in a cookie cutter neighborhood, where I picked up Richard.  We had to keep things obscure, of course.  He introduced me to his friend, Emily as his ...