Greetings from Spockgirl Musings, where logic rules, but the frailties of
human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.

Friday, February 3, 2012

Mourning thoughts...

The cold gray dawn ascends, its dull smothered light a promise for the day ahead. The emptiness haunts me still... and ... the hunger.

1 comment:

Spockgirl said...

This came to mind earlier and I was going to let it slide, but then figured I'd better write it down before I forgot, considering the vacancy of thought as of late.