Returning

This is my official return to blogging.  Yesterday I was reading old posts from my past three blogs and realized I enjoyed writing.  I enjoyed the community (hopefully, it still exists).  I think there is a story to be put together from my old posts.  I believe there is a novel in there.  I am going to start working on that.  In the meantime, I am going to start recording what is going on now.

It has been two months since Billie moved out.  Yesterday was her birthday, but I did not reach out to her.  I cannot say I didn't think about her.  I did.  Though I am unplugged from social media, there is still an infinite number of ways to stalk someone.  I try to resist.  After work, I was with my dad,  looking at assisted living facilities (more on that later).  It was after nine when I got home.  I was tired and hungry, but I turned on the Xbox.  Billy is still on my friend's list.  She is home, watching Netflix.  I pictured her sleeping in her bed.  The glow from the TV bathing her face in light, and I missed her for a moment.