Tracy's Day/Sam's Day
I was trucking right on along today, not really that good, not really that bad.
That's pretty weird considering that usually it's either one or the other.
Tracy's been having a bad day today. I guess I never really got out of the whole deal where how one of us feels influences the other one, regardless of distance or communication between us.
It's been so long though since I've noticed something so odd about myself that I didn't know what was going on; didn't even think to check up with her.
Well she checked up with me anyway, and then it just seemed to click about why my mood was so different.
I think Tracy described herself as being "in a funk" and not being able to get out. It feels just about like that, only my rut started this morning instead of the past few days.
In the past, I would get down if Tracy got down, and vice versa. Now it's a little different, maybe it's me just getting back into it, maybe I've changed inside.
I don't feel depressed when she's depressed now, I feel more concerned. I feel more like I want to do something to help make it all better, more intimate instead of sensual, more like just holding her.
Distance still sucks.
I can always look forward to Friday night to see her and make it better but until then there's nothing but a telephone I can use and no matter how concerned I feel there's always those tinctures of helplessness tainting all my ideas.
That's pretty weird considering that usually it's either one or the other.
Tracy's been having a bad day today. I guess I never really got out of the whole deal where how one of us feels influences the other one, regardless of distance or communication between us.
It's been so long though since I've noticed something so odd about myself that I didn't know what was going on; didn't even think to check up with her.
Well she checked up with me anyway, and then it just seemed to click about why my mood was so different.
I think Tracy described herself as being "in a funk" and not being able to get out. It feels just about like that, only my rut started this morning instead of the past few days.
In the past, I would get down if Tracy got down, and vice versa. Now it's a little different, maybe it's me just getting back into it, maybe I've changed inside.
I don't feel depressed when she's depressed now, I feel more concerned. I feel more like I want to do something to help make it all better, more intimate instead of sensual, more like just holding her.
Distance still sucks.
I can always look forward to Friday night to see her and make it better but until then there's nothing but a telephone I can use and no matter how concerned I feel there's always those tinctures of helplessness tainting all my ideas.