Conversations with Myself.

From time to time, I'll get down to thinking & mulling.

I still don't get It.

No expectations. No demands. No hopes.

Just a little hurt resurfacing now and then.

And this is one of those nights when I feel like crying for no reason.

But it's all right.

I'll just dab my eyes, go to bed and a new day awaits me tomorrow.

Meanwhile, I'm sorry I can't get a grip on myself tonight.

-Smile-