Winter days, long and drearie. Even the cat doesn't want to go outside. I wanted to stay in my nest for the whole day. But this is a great day and I will soon have reached past my morning depression. The thing I really don't like about being single is the morning. It is the only time that I could actually be lonely. Big Girls don't cry and so I will find a way to accept that I live alone. And I will find the resolve to stay that way. Mornings are the one time I allow the thought of sharing my life again to enter my head. While I drink my coffee and check the email. Once a phyco has turned the world upside down, it is not possible to ever be sure again what is real and what is a lie. I think I will learn how to rely only on myself. Now that is sad. It is also optomistic. Because I can do it....but I will have another coffee first.