Abused By Illusions

In those days nothing quite seemed to work. It was as though I had made my lifes vocation and it was screwing up. Everything in those days seemed out of whack and I often wondered if my middle name had become off kilter. In those days the past seemed broken, the present majorly depressing, and the future didn't seem at all as bright as it once had. All those people that proclaimed from the roof tops to be my friends were in those days no where to be found.

They made a few token efforts but in those days there were a thousand other things that required their immediate attention. I sat alone in those days and often wondered how my universe had become so skewed. In those days I spent hours looking for who had caused my lonely predicament. I often counted miseries in those days to wile away hours when I had nothing better to do. I developed little mental games in those days to play just by myself.

I got lots of intense thinking done in those days. Many self discoveries in those days came to me like pouring rain. I heard voices in the wind and found secrets in the clouds that I have never seen since those days. Those days seem like long ago now but in my heart I know they were only yesterday and are likely to come again often in my life. As one gets older it seems that they more and more find themselves stuck off and on in those days.

I got a call the other day from a friend that had been absent back in those days. It seems she now found herself right in the middle of those days. It made me think back on those days and wonder where so many had been back then. I spent hours that day talking to her and tried to do my best to get her through those days. We talked about my experiences back in those days and how I had coped. We made plans to meet when she got through those days.

My promises in those days to her were ones that I meant to keep. But as so often happened in those days we never seemed to get together. Days, weeks, and finally years past in those days and we never did get to meet. I heard the other day that she had passed away. I shed some tears thinking about those days. Her sister was in from somewhere down south and after the funeral we spent hours talking about those days.

It all made me think how today can so quickly become those days. How sometimes time can get away and before you know it anytime can become those days. So I sat down today while thinking of those days and wrote this out for you all to see. I just hope my words find you before today drifts away like the retreating tide and becomes those days. Before you know it, today and even tomorrow will have become those days. So while your thinking about those days give someone a call or write them an email. It may just make you keep from having regrets about what you didn't do back in those days.

We all have regrets!  

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