Silly me

      Silliness in viewing a scene. Friends are quirky
yet so uplifting. Cheesy grins or conveniently being in
a place. Watching?

      Still so much is in irritation. No words can be
placed there. No hug can be given but that look in
a passing. Ah well no use crying where I cannot go.

     Just looking forward to the area I can reach for,
where I can hug. That has to be good enough. It
must be.

    Absorbing the beauty of the afternoon. No more
do I need to stay indoors. Cannot allow myself to
stay where boredom is pulling me. I need to
bound up and pull my friends out with me.

   Dear friend care to join? Ah la maybe in a dream.
Reality is always a laugh. Oh very silly of me to hope
and to ask that of you. Still it is words.

  Hmm. Now off I go in short few minutes to a book
store. Any one of them just to wander around.
No need to find anything in particular. Perhaps just
the joy of being around people. To watch.

   Finally getting shoes on. Grabbing all my things.
Maybe even a coffee shop setting to pull away from
all that is eating at me from home.

   So friend, if you are out there and could, would you
join a silly friend?