Home Alone
Yes. I am Home Alone.
Well, not really alone. My teenage son and his friend are here, in the music room. But I'm in the living/dining/library/open room, by mah-sef.
Watching YouTube videos, typing this blog, glancing occasionally at Facebook.
Bored.
Could I be out somewhere doing something with someone?
Maybe. But what, where, and with whom? Interesting questions. Unsure of the answers.
Then I couldn't leave son-n-friend here.
Incidentally, "Home Alone" was the movie we watched when I went on my first date with my kids' mom. Hmmm.
Oh, well.
Home alone. Almost.
Well, not really alone. My teenage son and his friend are here, in the music room. But I'm in the living/dining/library/open room, by mah-sef.
Watching YouTube videos, typing this blog, glancing occasionally at Facebook.
Bored.
Could I be out somewhere doing something with someone?
Maybe. But what, where, and with whom? Interesting questions. Unsure of the answers.
Then I couldn't leave son-n-friend here.
Incidentally, "Home Alone" was the movie we watched when I went on my first date with my kids' mom. Hmmm.
Oh, well.
Home alone. Almost.
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