Death of the Frog Prince?

Short post, because I’m a bit melancholy:

My frog prince is not here tonight. No more croaking serenade.

I go out to have my guilty cigarette in the night, and I am alone…just the sound of high school kids getting drunk on the railroad off in the distance.

I miss my frog prince, I never saw him, but we shared a presence in the dark and it felt good.

I wonder about my friend…Now that her son is asleep, I bet she is alone and missing her man in Moseley pretty bad too.

How do you all cope with feelings of loneliness between the hours of bed-time stories and breakfast?

Dang. I wish I had internet outside…I’d bring my laptop out and log on to iHeart and connect to all the cool kids there and I bet I’d feel less sad.

3 Responses

  1. I blog baby … that’s why I started mine. I was sitting at home in those late waking hours surfing online dating sites … to no avail. And then I started my blog and soon completely forgot about men. Not sure if that’s good or bad – I think it’s fantastic!

    So my advice – start some kind of productive hobby!

    I hope the frog comes back soon.

  2. You MUST get the internet card that gives you internet wherever there is a cell signal. It has changed my life! The loneliness….I don’t think my answer is good; I work. I throw myself into my work as soon as I get done working out. Possibly not the most restful activity, but it gives me purpose once my main purpose is fast asleep in her princess nightgown :)
    And I know the frog will be back….if he only knew you were so in love, he would have never left.

  3. I lie in bed and fantasize. Then well… you know the toys come out then! :)

    I like the frog. Perhaps he started his own frog blog about a Smokin’ Momma? (I smile when I think about that.)

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