Escape from loneliness

I haven't called my best friend in two days. Either that means I'm ignoring her or I don't have the need to call her every hour of the day. Since ignoring her would be a conscious decision and I haven't made one of those about the issue, I must not feel the need to call.

And that, friends, means I'm either busier than I usually am--which is true--or that I've been less lonely, which is also true.

I'm not really sure why, though. There are like two new things on my plate: Mandy / Courtney / the boys, and a new church.

And I've been riding instead of driving, which doesn't lend itself to talking on the phone.

And so, darling, this is the closest thing to an apology you'll get, because what on earth could I apologize for? Not being lonely? That would be utterly ridiculous. You know I can't live without you anyway. Be glad for me--and yourself--that, at least temporarily, I've escaped.

God says hello, and to look outside.