Stealthy

Another weekend is on the way out. There were missed opportunities. Moments as black and evil as the sun is bright. There was time spent watching the clouds pour and scamper across the night sky, with a swollen full moon that spoke of hope and Love. There was the hot sticky doldurms of the day, and the cool air at night. A glass of Riesling in one hand, Bill Murry and Scarlett Johannsen staring In That Way at each other on the television.

There are some scars too. Internal, under the skin. There are also two new trophies on my mantle. There are lesson leanred, and hopefully remembered.

This would be the ideal time to take a drag on a cigarette, if I smoked.