Mostly it was a quiet nite. (I seem to be getting used to those.)
(11am) I am back to reading again.
I wonder if I will ever find a lover? (I miss sex, companionship, and touching; and I would like to restore those aspects of living to my life. (There is still much I must overcome, and a lot of sharp edges left to smooth off first.)-(I think I have come a long ways, but there is still a lot of road left to travel.))
Back to poetry corner: