I survived a 16-hour day yesterday with only a brief respite for some much-needed gym time.  I fell on my bed wanting companionship and connection.  I called the guy.  He told me about his day at work and LED components.  He said he played a good game of soccer.  He talked about his tax appointment – and slammed his soon-to-be-ex-wife for not doing the taxes.  I’m not sure there’s been a conversation we’ve had where she hasn’t come up.  He talked about his kids.  And then…we were done.  It left me wanting more – wanting to talk with someone else…about ideas and dreams and things of substance.  I’m not complaining that he dominated the conversation – I was exhausted and couldn’t form a coherent sentence anyway.  I just wanted MORE; it left me unfulfilled and seeking it from someone else – and that’s not a good place to be.

1 thought on “Wanting

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s