Tonight...

Overall, these have been months of pain, growth, work, perspective, clarity, growing detachment, etc.

And I've always been the type who was quite comfortable with solitude, whether thrust upon me, mere happenstance, or actively sought out.

I have been lonely, but alone rarely equaled loneliness and it continues such.

And then there are those occasions, those times, those moments like the one tonight when I feel viscerally, overwhelmingly - without her.

Gardener

"My soul, be satisfied with flowers,
With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them
In the one garden you may call your own."
Cyrano deBergerac