people have taught me that blogging under the influence is the best thing possible. i have known for many years that "a sober man's thought's are a drunk man's words."

lately i have written blogs less sober than usual. and tonight is one example. a good night, but when i walk home i tend to want to be alone. i walked with a good friend and although he walked by the pier with me, i felt empty to do that with someone else. no words can explain the disappointment felt, and the displeasing i told a great friend.

next week, ill be alone again and if i am not i will be severely disappointed much like i was tonight.

!2:10