“Friends across the miles”
There is someone I know, several someones in fact, that prefer to be recluse. I don’t cajole and tempt with witticisms for doing so would be the height of hypocrisy; understanding my own nature far too well. My curiosity has both reached a temper and a place of suspension. But I know that my friends remain my friends. When will the changes I promised to myself occur? A question someone, several someones are asking as well.
By Rose D. Kaye, March 11th, 2009