Saturday, September 12, 2020

Moving on

Last night, as I was readying to go out I got a text from Patricia of Nashville Nights,  inviting me out... she didn't know who or where they were headed. I declined when she mentioned some DJ. 

After the night was over and I reflected on some older texts, I began to realize my own folly. I read some of Dawn's words... and what she really DIDN'T say. I read Anita's almost scolding words about no longer being one to go out. And there was Patricia's text. 

I realized that I was the fool. The chump, the one being played. Dawn's only looking for attention.  Anita's just looking to be left alone.  Patricia is looking to get a man.

I was blind