A creepy, concordant, confluent moment between friends.
Before I go on, I'll mention I'm now in the middle of page 129 and I've finished a chapter.
I did a little grocery shopping tonight, picking up the essentials, meat, vegetables, fruit and some Fosters Lager. When I arrived home and brought the groceries in, I suddenly thought of my friend, Elaine in Chicago who I had not talked to in too long. When I came in, I opened the beer, dialed the phone, and a split second before the first ring, a message from her saying "Hi" comes right up on Yahoo. I had not talked to her in over a month, what were the odds that we would both think to contact each other simultaneously?
There have been a couple of these uncanny moments with her. One unexpected message from her just days after I got to know her literally saved my life one night. I will have to save that story for later, though.
Since I do not believe in spiritual forces, I do not think such things mean anything, but I live for the surprises the universe gives me. Elaine might be a strikingly beautiful woman, but I will not drive myself mad wondering about this.
It was so good to hear from her. Like most internet friendships though, I have not met her yet. I have talked to her, I have seen her on her web cam, we had cybersex (on that life-saving night, in fact). At most other times in my life, I could have driven up to Chicago on whim, but now I am poor. I mean to where driving to Chicago would empty my sad measly bank account.
I am at the end of two days off. I now work two days and have a rare weekend off. Then I work for at least six days in a row. That will be good medicine for my poor ailing bank account.
For the novel: I have two more chapters to close out the first section. I also have some cutting to do, and I am reading it from the beginning for cutting right now. So the page numbers will rise and fall.
Then there comes new territory: the second section.
Exhaustion is hitting me, though. I have to get in bed.
I did a little grocery shopping tonight, picking up the essentials, meat, vegetables, fruit and some Fosters Lager. When I arrived home and brought the groceries in, I suddenly thought of my friend, Elaine in Chicago who I had not talked to in too long. When I came in, I opened the beer, dialed the phone, and a split second before the first ring, a message from her saying "Hi" comes right up on Yahoo. I had not talked to her in over a month, what were the odds that we would both think to contact each other simultaneously?
There have been a couple of these uncanny moments with her. One unexpected message from her just days after I got to know her literally saved my life one night. I will have to save that story for later, though.
Since I do not believe in spiritual forces, I do not think such things mean anything, but I live for the surprises the universe gives me. Elaine might be a strikingly beautiful woman, but I will not drive myself mad wondering about this.
It was so good to hear from her. Like most internet friendships though, I have not met her yet. I have talked to her, I have seen her on her web cam, we had cybersex (on that life-saving night, in fact). At most other times in my life, I could have driven up to Chicago on whim, but now I am poor. I mean to where driving to Chicago would empty my sad measly bank account.
I am at the end of two days off. I now work two days and have a rare weekend off. Then I work for at least six days in a row. That will be good medicine for my poor ailing bank account.
For the novel: I have two more chapters to close out the first section. I also have some cutting to do, and I am reading it from the beginning for cutting right now. So the page numbers will rise and fall.
Then there comes new territory: the second section.
Exhaustion is hitting me, though. I have to get in bed.
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