I sit at home, once again, alone.
I spend a lot of my time alone these days...
time to relflect, time to feel sorry for myself too.
I try not to feel sorry for me... I have a great life... only it is spent alone most of the time.
I am surrounded by friends, yet I don't have any either.... does this make sense to you? It does to me.
You see I have so many people in my life that I can call a friend, from the age of 16 all the way to their '80's... they have all told me to call them if ever I need anything... anything.
They all come and will talk ages with me in my store.... and I to them.
But at the end of the day I have no one I can really call on if I'm feeling blue, or lonely... I do not seem to have that one close friend... no one close to me anyhow....
I have a few friends, Ontario, Calgary and England whom I can call 'best' friends... those friends I can call on in a real time of need.... but I no longer have that one true friend just around the corner anymore...... makes me so sad.... and lonely