Missing Pieces

Feeling the missing pieces of the puzzle of this life more intensely these days, the lonely hours after coming home. No one to share dreams or sleep or waking or the quiet of the night. Sigh. Today was another waking late day, then some internet, then some yard work with Curly, then some softball, then home again home again rooty toot too. The game was stopped by lightning and the umpire said it would start right where it left off. Some players on the other team disagreed (they were leading by two runs on errors we made the previous inning and we were coming back when the lightning siren went off). We shall see what is decided next week. It's a rip off if they don't let us finish because they could have when the lightning all clear came and we were still there.

That was the the day that was. For more babbling, you know where to go (even if I didn't link, right?). Take care of you.