Out of my funk
A sense of feeling a
bit low and every attempt to cheer myself up looking for something that will
lift me out of my funk. It is quite strange that I am in a relationship, a
really meaningful one but we are not together because we usually rendezvous in South
Africa and this pandemic keeps us apart.
Since we were last together
the residual effects of the elixir of our meeting has depleted, we could do
with a reunion again. Whilst they say absence makes the heart grow fonder,
presence does make the heart glow with wonder. I guess what keeps us going is
hope and expectation, we are closer now to our next tryst than when we said our
goodbyes.
Meanwhile, I rest in
the comfort of the messages we regularly exchange buoying up each other in the
expression of love and care that we have. For that, I can both be thankful and
grateful as I pray for and dream of the wonder of not-too-distant time ahead.
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