pity is in the guts

August 23, 2005

Grief is coming into flesh. Solitude and desolation are beginning to overtake me. Today staring out over the rain-flecked trees I felt a loneliness so palpable and so utter that I had to sit down and cry. This is life as I shall know it for the next thirteen or fourteen months, without many friends to call in these moments of solitude and desolation, without the comforting knowledge that they are merely an hour away. I must rely on myself from now on, I will retreat into the hollow excavation of myself.

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