Again.
Jangled.
Rankled.
Out of sync.
Out of sorts.
Viewing the world
Through lenses of distortion;
Feeling feelings
One cannot explain.
Questioning thoughts, relationships, motives, decisions.
Is this what it’s like to be insane?
How to re-contain?
Maintain?
Stop the pain?
Again?
Early 1980′s.
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Dollar bills in a large manila envelope
Marked ‘Entertainment’
Added up to a dinner out.
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Coupons clipped
Met the grocery budget.
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Dented, dinged or damaged.
They worked.
We could afford them.
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Fifteen bucks a week
Paid for lunch, gas & incidentals.
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Saving for Christmas
$10 at a time.
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Date Night = Dairy Queen.
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We created a team,
Relied on one another.
What a wonderful way to start out.
Diminished?
No.
The passion born at 17 & 18 continues still.
It is different.
More tolerant, patient, less emergent.
The heart’s swell prompted by conversation,
Attitude,
And angle,
As much as bodily beauty and the scent of cologne mixed with yours.
Memories and fulfilled expectations create an ambiance
Of romance, companionship, fun.
We’ve aged together,
Created a partnership ebbing and flowing and moving with the current
Rage or fad or challenge.
Always,
Love’s longevity keeps us afloat.
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