Online Dating

This third version of me has to step out a bit. In my 13th month alone, now, I have noticed how much I miss talking. With a man. Well, I did notice it sooner. It has taken this long for me to accept it. There is peace, of course, in silence. In the songs of birds, insects, the distant rumble of tractors. Peace there, as well. To a point. But not a word of conversation. So where do we find…