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Blue Cat · 06-13-2003, 07:21 AM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up.

Deviate · 06-13-2003, 11:58 AM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

moel · 06-13-2003, 12:09 PM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

Deviate · 06-15-2003, 12:51 PM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

simedog · 06-15-2003, 04:54 PM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance...

moel · 06-28-2003, 06:57 PM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance...

"Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place.
"Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew.
"I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine?

simedog · 06-29-2003, 09:31 PM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance...

"Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place.
"Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew.
"I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine?

Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on.

moel · 06-30-2003, 03:50 PM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance...

"Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place.
"Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew.
"I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine?

Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on.

Moving faster then I could think, I was up and running. I didn't even feel the pain in my neck as my view suddenly turned form the door to the grape juice stain on the carpet. Now standing there, I lost my thought, I lost myself. Why did i get so upset at her? It was just a carpet, and the day had been so good.

Gareon · 07-22-2003, 09:41 PM

r wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance...

"Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place.
"Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew.
"I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine?

Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on.

Moving faster then I could think, I was up and running. I didn't even feel the pain in my neck as my view suddenly turned form the door to the grape juice stain on the carpet. Now standing there, I lost my thought, I lost myself. Why did i get so upset at her? It was just a carpet, and the day had been so good.

Here once again was Regret, poisoning every moment, seeping through every instant of my existence like blood poisoning. Passion, I'd called my rages once; lust for life, I'd explained it away. Yet to know you were subject to a delusion concerning your own inability to control yourself was the surest sign of a total lack of self control in the first place.

moel · 08-03-2003, 04:16 PM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance...

"Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place.
"Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew.
"I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine?

Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on.

Moving faster then I could think, I was up and running. I didn't even feel the pain in my neck as my view suddenly turned form the door to the grape juice stain on the carpet. Now standing there, I lost my thought, I lost myself. Why did i get so upset at her? It was just a carpet, and the day had been so good.

Here once again was Regret, poisoning every moment, seeping through every instant of my existence like blood poisoning. Passion, I'd called my rages once; lust for life, I'd explained it away. Yet to know you were subject to a delusion concerning your own inability to control yourself was the surest sign of a total lack of self control in the first place.

What have I done? I could lie to myself, I was aware, but did I always know when? I had a feeling I was much deeper then I knew, or ever dreamed. And where was she?

08-24-2003, 05:48 AM

Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance...

"Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place.
"Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew.
"I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine?

Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on.

Moving faster then I could think, I was up and running. I didn't even feel the pain in my neck as my view suddenly turned form the door to the grape juice stain on the carpet. Now standing there, I lost my thought, I lost myself. Why did i get so upset at her? It was just a carpet, and the day had been so good.

Here once again was Regret, poisoning every moment, seeping through every instant of my existence like blood poisoning. Passion, I'd called my rages once; lust for life, I'd explained it away. Yet to know you were subject to a delusion concerning your own inability to control yourself was the surest sign of a total lack of self control in the first place.

What have I done? I could lie to myself, I was aware, but did I always know when? I had a feeling I was much deeper then I knew, or ever dreamed. And where was she?

I decided to go to the kitchen and sort things out. I put a pot on the stove to boil water for the pasta, and turned on the radio. South American flute music and drums filled the air, and I sat at the table, lost in the music and the memories of nights he and I spent listening to this station. The water was boiling, so I put the pasta in the pot and remembered the familiar rituals he and I had togther and that, now that they are gone, I wistfully wanted.

06-13-2003, 07:21 AM	#1
Blue Cat Registered User Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: London Posts: 1	- Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. __________________ Blue Cat

06-15-2003, 04:54 PM	#5
simedog makes ya think, don't it? Join Date: May 2003 Location: winter park, floreeeeeeda Posts: 35	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow. The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt. I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance... __________________ dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose kill the headlights and put it in neutral stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control baby's in Reno with the vitamin D simon

06-29-2003, 09:31 PM	#7
simedog makes ya think, don't it? Join Date: May 2003 Location: winter park, floreeeeeeda Posts: 35	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow. The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt. I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance... "Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place. "Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew. "I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine? Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on. __________________ dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose kill the headlights and put it in neutral stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control baby's in Reno with the vitamin D simon

06-30-2003, 03:50 PM	#8
moel Registered User Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: dithyramb Posts: 3,102	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow. The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt. I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance... "Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place. "Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew. "I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine? Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on. Moving faster then I could think, I was up and running. I didn't even feel the pain in my neck as my view suddenly turned form the door to the grape juice stain on the carpet. Now standing there, I lost my thought, I lost myself. Why did i get so upset at her? It was just a carpet, and the day had been so good. Last edited by moel : 07-03-2003 at 12:13 AM.

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06-13-2003, 11:58 AM	#2
Deviate Butt-F***ing the World Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: the other side of normal Posts: 5,863	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union.

06-13-2003, 12:09 PM	#3
moel Registered User Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: dithyramb Posts: 3,102	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow.

06-15-2003, 12:51 PM	#4
Deviate Butt-F***ing the World Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: the other side of normal Posts: 5,863	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow. The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt.

06-28-2003, 06:57 PM	#6
moel Registered User Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: dithyramb Posts: 3,102	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow. The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt. I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance... "Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place. "Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew. "I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine?

07-22-2003, 09:41 PM	#9
Gareon monkey Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Philippines Posts: 68	r wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow. The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt. I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance... "Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place. "Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew. "I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine? Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on. Moving faster then I could think, I was up and running. I didn't even feel the pain in my neck as my view suddenly turned form the door to the grape juice stain on the carpet. Now standing there, I lost my thought, I lost myself. Why did i get so upset at her? It was just a carpet, and the day had been so good. Here once again was Regret, poisoning every moment, seeping through every instant of my existence like blood poisoning. Passion, I'd called my rages once; lust for life, I'd explained it away. Yet to know you were subject to a delusion concerning your own inability to control yourself was the surest sign of a total lack of self control in the first place.

08-03-2003, 04:16 PM	#10
moel Registered User Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: dithyramb Posts: 3,102	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow. The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt. I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance... "Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place. "Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew. "I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine? Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on. Moving faster then I could think, I was up and running. I didn't even feel the pain in my neck as my view suddenly turned form the door to the grape juice stain on the carpet. Now standing there, I lost my thought, I lost myself. Why did i get so upset at her? It was just a carpet, and the day had been so good. Here once again was Regret, poisoning every moment, seeping through every instant of my existence like blood poisoning. Passion, I'd called my rages once; lust for life, I'd explained it away. Yet to know you were subject to a delusion concerning your own inability to control yourself was the surest sign of a total lack of self control in the first place. What have I done? I could lie to myself, I was aware, but did I always know when? I had a feeling I was much deeper then I knew, or ever dreamed. And where was she?

08-24-2003, 05:48 AM	#11
rapscalious rob Posts: n/a	Our wedding photo was gone! In it's place was her wedding ring ... and an envelope. I picked it up. The wedding ring, that is. I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, staring through the empty hole its circle created. Through it I saw the unsealed envelope, the last thing that remained of our brief union. I could have opened it right then, standing there. It could be over. I could have thrown it away, unopened and lost. Instead, when I was ready, I picked up the envelope and tossed it under my pillow. The afternoon sun peered through the white curtains, a ghost enveloping the room. I fell prey to its soft weight and sunk slowly onto the bed, letting my head press heavily into the pillow. I dreamt. I was standing in a large meadow, surrounded by large yellow sunflowers. The sky had taken a purple tint, and the clouds were swirling in a circular pattern. I heard a faint voice off in the distance... "Come, follow me." spoke a voice I couldn't place. "Where?" I asked, to no one, in a voice I never knew. "I'm sorry." was the last I heard of the shapeless voice. Or was it mine? Slowly illusion slipped back into reality, and i realized i had falled asleep with all my clothes on. Massaging the crick in my neck, I sat up carefully. I needed to talk to Karen, find out what was going on. Moving faster then I could think, I was up and running. I didn't even feel the pain in my neck as my view suddenly turned form the door to the grape juice stain on the carpet. Now standing there, I lost my thought, I lost myself. Why did i get so upset at her? It was just a carpet, and the day had been so good. Here once again was Regret, poisoning every moment, seeping through every instant of my existence like blood poisoning. Passion, I'd called my rages once; lust for life, I'd explained it away. Yet to know you were subject to a delusion concerning your own inability to control yourself was the surest sign of a total lack of self control in the first place. What have I done? I could lie to myself, I was aware, but did I always know when? I had a feeling I was much deeper then I knew, or ever dreamed. And where was she? I decided to go to the kitchen and sort things out. I put a pot on the stove to boil water for the pasta, and turned on the radio. South American flute music and drums filled the air, and I sat at the table, lost in the music and the memories of nights he and I spent listening to this station. The water was boiling, so I put the pasta in the pot and remembered the familiar rituals he and I had togther and that, now that they are gone, I wistfully wanted.