Queue Taps

"Day is done. Gone the sun..." 

You get the picture. No, it's not the end of the world and the Sun will rise again, but my romantical love life is dead, kinda, a little bit, almost, in a way, it seems. Thank God life ain't always what it seems. I could just look at it as a hiatus. Yeah, that's it. ...a break. It's not broke...n. It still works. sigh Dear old Dick is just who he is, doing what he does, but I'm not counting the days...or months. I'm keeping track of the years, though. 

I've put myself back in counseling. I see dating and relationship expert Steve Ward on a somewhat regular basis, whenever a season of Tough Love is airing on VH-1. I felt like a bad, Black comedienne and actress for not having seen the movie Think Like A Man, so I accidentally got a refresher session while watching that, too. Burned my britches to know I'm still making a couple of my biggest mistakes, so I'm glad Dick and I have been distant.

Dear Dick,

I don't miss you nearly as much as I used to miss you. I know you're always there. Heck, you're hanging around everywhere I go. I'm not checking for you or anything. I just know you'll be there when I'm ready for you. 

I still have nothing but love for you. 

Until we meet again...

Love, 

Me