I Have Buried You Deep My Friend: I produced shovels full of good deeds and concern for others. I piled them high on top of You.
My Cup: Then it hit me, rather hard, that on certain days, I personally choose not to reach out my cup for anyone to pour anything into. I even place a lid on it.
Drinking Alcohol: “Yes, you did think. Then you committed to quit drinking alcohol for your remaining fourteen years of this human life. Didn’t you?”
Imaginary – A Don’t Know Friend: This morning I thought about her─a lot. Who the hell was she, exactly? I have no idea, but I am writing this for her.