Do you pretend?

What is more frustrating than trying to get ahold of someone and not connecting? I don't know of much else...wanting to be there with someone, to share, to laugh; and then not being able to because phones cut out, you are at a meeting, and your return calls are directed to message machine.

And you find yourself frustrated with the situation and trying not to be frustrated with the other person, because it's not their fault, it's not your fault. So...you blame the stars, the universe, and the phone companies.

Thank goodness for those large coporate beings that can shoulder the blame with little qualm about if it is fair or not.

Because if I dig deeply into my frustration...it might find a face, a name, and I might say things I regret later. It might cause things to come out that I'd rather pretend weren't there.

Hike for an Evening

It is indeed the perfect evening to wander through fields as dusk is beginning to touch the earth. Gentle breezes cooling the sweat that is worked up from exertion and green grasses turned golden scratching at my bare legs.

I wander up to the oaks that dot the landscape. Their bark cracked, gnarled and beautiful in that timeless way that appeals to the soul.

As the colors fade in their brilliant glory to the muting abandon of cooling mist, I long for you to take me in your arms, to share this moment.

I want the moment to be stamped on my body, branded by yours as I smell the earth damp and rich.

And one day when I am old, I will remember the twilight hike.