I sit here again, in the same seat, facing the same direction, hearing the same t.v, doing the same thing, at the same time, in the same place…
I’m lonely sometimes.
I drink my lonely beer, and catch up with a lonely buddy.
We blow lonely smoke rings together…
I feel my thoughts unwinding, and a chill-out coming
“Time for another beer.” I say.
The silence is filled with my good buddy’s grin,