Rainy Day Mumblings
Saturday, September 27th, 2003
Rainy Day Mumblings
A Billy Entry
I couldn't possibly be a bigger idiot. I had a response to the newest letter all written out and ready to send, but I fell asleep this afternoon and completely missed Dom. I thought about going to the post office to pass it on, but the idea that I might not catch Dom and have to speak with the higher powers put me off that idea. That, and one look out the front window.
It's been raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock all afternoon. Wretched, miserable rain. As a result, I've had three very sulky cats crawling all over me all afternoon in their boredom. Can't blame them, though. If it were a decent day I'd be out in the garden at least. Instead I was stuck inside watching a Mel Gibson marathon.
I thought about going to visit Leon, the bloke from the bar today, but I backed out. I'm just not sure I could do it so out of the blue. Sometimes next week perhaps when I don't feel like cooking, I'll pick up a sandwich on my way home. See if we can't strike up a conversation. He's a nice fellow and, well, I know what he's going through, coming to a new town and not knowing anyone.
I wish I knew where Dom's house was. I'd drive over there right now and ask him to deliver this letter tomorrow. But that wouldn't be fair, would it? To ask him to work on his day off? Oh well. I still wish I knew where he lived. A visit with him would give me something to do tomorrow to take my mind off all this.
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