damnchange, damnthedistance, damnus.

Lips pursed, head shaking in beat to the music, hair tied back, a half empty bottle of Diet Coke somewhere in the background. A phone on silent, a landline plugged out of the socket, an ashtray and a pair of earings that were taken off just a moment ago.

Today, after sunset, I took the dog out, put on my headphones and danced in the garden. I sang out loud, did my jhatkas and my matkas, shrieked when my dog pounced on me, fell when he yanked me down, laughed like a lunatic as he attacked me and then went on a run with him with him jogging alongside.

Twas the best twenty minutes of my life.

Hey, I miss you. You came for, ten days? Ten days? Just enough for me to get used to you being back in my life, being part of my everyday existence and then you left me, surrounded by people that mean nothing to me. Come back. Please. Four months darling? With you staying back all the way till July for work. I hate you. Please, come back. I need no one, I require nothing, come back and Ill be happy. This little 'trip' of yours just made it worse, because as soon as I fell for you all over again you vanished. Fuck you, fuck this situtation. Come back.

3 in the morning, looking for cheap flights to Canada.

Damn my dog for being asleep.