My Princeling is staying at his friends house tonight. It’s weird you know. Even though he spends hours in his room gaming or whatever, I can feel his presence in the house. Just me, Mr C and Mr T tonight. I haven’t had an Indian in months so I dropped by the local and picked up my usual. Then it hit me… The last time I was here was for My Lady’s 40th birthday… ” Ooooohhh happy day!!”
I can tangibly sense the emptiness in the house. So this is what it’s like to be alone in my house… I don’t like it. Our home was always busy in some way all the time. I did three races this evening to take my mind off it. It worked for the most part but as ever, once the deed is done, then what? Oh yeah… Poor me again. Ugh and to think I have the rest of my life to live with this crap.
I want to say more but I’m exhausted now so I’m going to bed.
Night friends. x
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