Left and Leaving

I kissed him goodbye and left his door at 9:15pm. I tried to be cheerful, I held back the tears. I told myself I was just being silly.

I got in the car and pointed “IKABOD” towards London. I cried all the way to New Hamburg.

Then, with cold tears on my face, I got a coffee and a doughnut and I felt a little better about it all.

On the way to London I listened to John Tesh on the radio. He warned me about the dangers of lasers, and told me not to let children point them into their eyes…. Unless supervised by an adult. I found comfort in Tesh’s hour of “intellect” and I knew everything was ‘going to be ok’.

Everything will be ok… because whenever I start to feel a little silly about “it all” I have some plaid pants to keep me company.