Mike is coming up to have dinner with me and Mya tonight. Just because he wants to, for no other reason. Nothing special. Sometimes I have to remind myself that this is what friends do. Friends don't need a reason to visit each other, they just do it when they feel like it and when the weather is right.
This is a strange concept to me, who hasn't left the confines of my room in nearly a week except for to drink water. I sat in here all yesterday with the strain on my spine, my unkept hair raked back into a messy ponytail wearing a black velvet robe and wishing for the willpower to get up and go someplace.
The great thing about the blues is that you get your sleep.
And I have a new boyfriend. His name is Hank Williams.