A Sabbatical
He paces the floor with....I'm taking a sabbatical echoing in his mind. It's been days since he'd, heard from her,that's rare. She's usually some where on the internet leaving Her, little foot prints all over his browser. Gees where is she? I've read all the Archives he, thinks to himself, as he paces the floor back and forth, back and forth, what am I to do now?
Look for some one else to read? He thinks as he paces a few more feet. He sits down on the chair in front of his computer, looks at the links placed on the right side of his blog a place where he sits down and writes all the dumb little poems and riddles he has dancing in his head. Soon he realizes it's almost four in the morning his eyes are growing heavy. He thinks to himself well another day gone by, There are so many things that he can be writing about but as of right now nothing pops into his head, but Her, how she's doing? and hoping she's feeling better than the last time he'd heard from her.
what or, how are the boys doing? He knows spring is just around the corner for him and Winter is heading her way. hoping she'd stop by to see what's happening on This Blog Of Mine. reminding her, someone waits and listens for the ringing of the email notifier telling him she's stopped by to say hello once again.
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2 comments:
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