No wonder I’m moody

I’ve had a,

strange couple of days,

acting oddly,

erratic,

moody,

and I can’t even,

blame,

hormones.

I know I’ve been driving,

my mom,

nuts,

and,

I suspect,

I’m driving,

my girlfriend,

to distraction.

I’m being,

needy,

and,

weird,

and,

despondent.

So,

I’m wondering,

what’s wrong,

you crazy ole butch?

It’s not January,

that’s over,

and,

then it occurs to me,

how could I have forgotten?

obviously,

my subconscious,

hasn’t.

A year ago,

today,

we buried,

my good friend,

Betsy.

I was a cold,

very cold,

sunny morning.

Today,

is grey, damp and mild.

We were tight,

Bets and I,

I miss her,

a lot.

I don’t like to think,

about,

anniversaries,

that represent,

loss,

or sadness,

but,

forgetting,

that today,

was the day,

of the funeral,

tells me,

that,

perhaps,

I haven’t dealt with,

the grief,

as well,

as I thought,

I had.

Sometimes,

we play tricks,

on ourselves,

and buy,

that,

‘time heals all wounds’,

bit.

The human heart,

and,

psyche,

is a little more complex,

than we sometimes,

assume.

Thanks for listening, girls.

Later,

BB