Archive for September, 2009

Curled up at the end of the bed, the woman was quietly weeping.  Her beagle stuck its nose into the bit of space between her arm and cheek and began to lick her face.  This made her cry even harder.

“Why is it so hard?” she cried.  “Why can’t I find a relationship that lasts.”  She grabbed a kleenex and stroked her dog’s head.  “I swore I wouldn’t let this happen again. and here I am, crying over another break up.”

All alone in her dingy little apartment, she forced herself to get up and poured herself a cup of tea. “I hate this apartment!”  Tears began to stream again. “I hate my life.”  Shoulders slumping, she made her way back to the couch.  Absentmindedly she grabbed the remote and began to run through the channels.

“Three hundred channels and nothing to watch.” she growled as she tossed the remote across the room. continue