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Gateway to Happiness
I suppose it had been building since Christmas, when three friends, in succession, fell in love. While they were on romantic getaways with “the one,” I was on the sofa with my pets. It took some heavy lifting, but I made peace with it. That is, until yesterday. I took Rose for a walk and out of nowhere roared the age-old question that leads nowhere good: “When will someone come and save ME?” I was steeped in envy, as we turned the corner onto Olympic Boulevard, the rush hour traffic zooming by. With a sharp pull on the leash, Rose came to the rescue, jerking me out of my reverie of pity, as she bolted into the bushes after a cat. In an odd (and sad) coincidence last night, I got word that one of my friends and his lover just called it quits.
Image: Kentucky, 1977, by Lee Friedlander
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What a beautiful entry.
“When will someone come and save me?” Such a poignant line. And in my case, I continue on to self-pity “Why hasn’t someone come to save me already?” And then the inevitable, “What’s wrong with me?”
And it’s my persistently playful dog or the wind rustling outside or a piece of beautiful music that draws me back into the life I am living. But I wonder sometimes, if I had a husband or a beautiful house, if I had more prizes, whether this would feel like so much work.
It makes me want to go out and buy and Kindle or an iPad. That would make me happy for a few days, at least, maybe longer.