that night.~*~

The very last last thread of my night was an utter failure..

I dont even know how or why it happened; I got home at 2:00am, threw my stuff on the bed, unbuttoned my shirt down halfway, and sat down on my bed to check my phone.~
First things first, check my emails, open up Skype, and hope someone is on.. one person in perticular was plaguing my thoughts, as I sat there, waiting for the sign-in to complete.~

Yes.~ Thats all I could say or feel, Yes~ there she was, there she is.~
I dunno~ maybe I'm digging my own grave, weaving my own web of fanciful daydreams~ All I can say in my own defense is; If its only one sided, if its all 'Me', then atleast I've enjoyed momentary relief from the heat of day...

Mmm..~ I wanna hear Architecture in Helsinki's Scissor, Paper, Rock right now...

OK~ So she was there, I was alone no longer. I greeted her, I spoke to her, and then like all else was melted away, and everything was bliss... It was no longer... I woke up the next morning 3 hours Late for work, pissed at myself, and wondering how I got in bed...