By Jon
Date: 2002 Jun 11
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fiction

It's weird how i find myself on my laptop typing away on a late Monday night like this one. I'm sitting on my sofa eating a cup of Vanilla ice cream typing my thoughts away on Word. Some late night talk show is on the television, I'm not really paying attention, I just leave the television on so I won't feel so lonely and I won't be able to hear my own thoughts being pounded onto the computer screen.

It's amazing how over the course of one year I've traded in the remote for my computer and Late Night TV for Microsoft Word and my sanity for writing material.

It's only Monday but it's on nights like this when I can think clearly and write. It's on nights like this when I miss being next her, nights like this one I wish she was sitting beside me putting on another layer of nail polish to her already beautiful-as-is feet and toenails. It's on nights like this when I realize just how empty my life really is without her.

It's on nights like this one I wish I wrote fiction.