All by Myself

Day 1. Celebrated new found freedom with 2 beers and a cigar on the beach. Went home to use the bathroom. Didn't bother to close the door or flush the toilet.


Day 2. Without the ol' ball and chain, walked and ran early in the morning, at my own pace. Felt kind of lame collecting shells solo. Returned to the beach for sunset; also lame as a solo activity.


Day 3. Went to church. I delayed the mass by offering peace to an inordinate amount of people. I enjoyed the interaction.




Day 4. Spent the day at a car dealership. They will talk to anybody for a long, long time, until they determine you are a lonely loser.


Day 5. Considered spending the day with a Real Estate Agent, but I couldn't trust my abilities to fend off sales pitch. I'm weak and lonely. (My wife, my wife, why have you forsaken me?)


Day 6. Well since my baby left me I found a new place to dwell. It's down at the end of Lonely Street, Heartbreak Hotel. You make me so lonely baby, I feel so lonely. I feel so lonely, I could die.

So if your baby leaves you, you've got a place to dwell. Just take a walk down Lonely Street, to Heart break Hotel.






Very obviously, it's time to go home.