Almost Blue

Sitting here, listening to some blue-bebop, feeling sick and lonely, all the old pang too present for me. Funny when people look at you and expect answers, and you know you have plenty of them, but not to the questions they want to ask. Funny to become thought of as older and wiser when you feel like if anything your dumber and younger. Or almost younger.

Bah. It's just the cold getting me down, I know it is. I never feel more alone than when I am sick. And being sick is no fit company anyway. But still. But still.

Too many blues, without you -- whoever you are, wherever you are.