lonely night

there i was minding my own whatever, mostly content (even tickled) to be sleeping all night... but here i am, alone, lonely, realizing it is a saturday night and i passed up a twelve hour full day concert with many bands (did i do this last year as well?) and a party at a favorite meetup person's house (which is likely still going on) cuz sleeping was a much better idea for the body... all cuz the big green chair could not handle it's liquor and fell over backwards (with me in it), waking me from some golden slumbers...

and nobody was around to appreciate the moments (or panic, even) and take photos for posterity (and shits and giggles) and one more wonderfully mine saturday night live goes by unshared... sigh and alas and all, even the whippoorwills are sleeping... wish you were here... wish somebody was here... here in the afterblog, where the despair meets the excitement of hope and gives way to the sweet bliss of being in the precious place between sleep and awake where you roll over, cuddle, slide into unconsciousness (golden slumbers, ya know) and know the true meaning of unconditional love and trust...

still longing to be shared...