Last night I felt mind-numbingly alone. Moving myself and the mattres so the ray of light from the exactly full moon touched my face I tossed and turned as the night strolled by, magnificently lit and at leisure.
No companion-arms to share warmth with.
No fellow-mind to shield me.
No other-soul to cherish and know.
All of it my own doing.
When I went outside this morning the world was crying, cool and windy, the air clear with the smell of winter to come.
Yesterday morning the world was frozen as am I.