Finding Home
As every day, there's so much on my mind and in my heart. Yet, nobody to share it with. Seldom, an ear. Rarely seen. Rarely heard. Never deeply known. From someone, somewhere, somehow ... I need so much more. I know people. I even really value some of the people I know. But everyone's so busy with their own lives. So far, I'm always the spare tire in the trunk ... of the vehicle of someone's life; as they rumble roads and soak sheets ... with other men. When the people who matter are unavailable, suddenly, there's a text on my FB or phone. Just as quickly as they appear, they're gone again. Seldom is there even a chance for me to find out if the groundhog saw its own shadow. But, to be fair, I always know the answer. With every sighting, ... There will always be six more weeks of winter. --- --- So then, what and who do I need? I need two Ride Or Dies. 1. A Turk to my JD. ("Scrubs" reference). #guylove #bromance -A Charismatic, high-energy, full...