I DON’T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY

So my friend, Eddie, said, “You’re letting the whims of another determine your happiness/unhappiness.”

And I said, “Exactly.”

I was mad. I hadn’t heard from her since the day before her birthday and I wanted to talk w/ her, or text w/ her, or chat w/ her or skype w/ her… whatever way social media wise, I wanted to make contact. But she wasn’t having anything of it.

The next to last last time we had chatted, she said, “My cell phone is not acting right.”

So I sent, via e-mail, the MoneyGram reference # she needed to pick up her birthday spending cash.

The last time we chatted, I asked, “Did you get the number?”

And she said, “Yes.”

And I said, “Have a great day tomorrow. I love you.”

And she said, “Thanks.”

And I said, “Talk to ya tomorrow.”

And she said, “I hope so.”

She said she wasn’t feeling well.

“Depressed”…

“Cramps”…

“Headache”…

“Angry.”

She said her 17 year old son had come back to live w/ her and was being “rebellious.”

I haven’t heard from her since.

It’s been two whole days.

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About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
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