But it did cause me to
Look over those relationships
That are beneficial
Vs those that really
When I looked at them
Offered me nothing

Sits around

Well that was a terrible
Sentence

I'm actually a little worried
As to if I've caused
Permanent damage

Everything I've read
Says what I am going
Through is part of detox

I hope so
I can feel the headache creeping
And thr focus dwindling

Can I get you something

Hello

And it's not that I ever
Expected anyone
In my life to extend
The money she has given me
Most people
I know what I owe her
Is a years salary to most

It's about 3 months salary
To her ...

I'm not discounting her help
Just saying I realize
Others are incapable
Of such help

Enters

She has been true to her words
And when I need help
The most , she has been there

Given the strides
I have taken since April
And that horrible
Place I went to ..

I hope to never ask her agsin
And to repay her

Every dime and some interest
She probably won't take the interest
But ill offer

Return

Returning to the pub $1,000 richer. That was easy money! Checking the voicemail to see if there were any additional calls while she was out running.

Jacuzzi

Side note

I reach out once and only once
If a person does not respond
I don't reach out again...

Ever....

Except to her
But thats because I did her
Wrong , she didn't do me wrong

Totally Tubular

Everyone else
Walked away, stepped back
Or just made it worse
And it made me take a look
You know..

Thst was a few days ago
Yesterday I thanked her for
Being my ride or die

She laughed and we had a nice
Text conversation

It was good to feel her energy

(so no response will come)

4 years that woman has covered me
Does not matter if I'm with others
Not with others
When push comes to shove

She has had my back
She has kept me from being
Homeless
She has stepped up

I was talking to Renee
And I mentioned that
She said, Rochell my ex wife that is
Said "if we close the businesses, don't
Worry I'll cover you"

And she has stuck to her word

And Renee said "she truly is your ride
Or die "

And I thought about that

Jacuzzi
Sorry to have missed my good friend.

Snaps fingers for a cup of coffee with a shot of Scotch in it.

Main House
He didn't want to look at you. He could see the life within your eyes, stocked full from your time away from here, away from him. Full and bursting. He knew, it carried with your every time you'd come back from rehearsal. Life, spilling over. Splattering it's contents every which way you tilted your head, offered your gaze. Your smile was brighter, your step lighter, your eyes... bluer.

"What? How she...? I mean all the shit you gotta buy is stored on game server... So this chick like logged into his shit and deleted his character as a prank? Seriously? Damn? Where he servin' his prison sentence at?"

Elephant in the room pirouetted around, dodged and shuffled by. You ask for Raw honey in hot water, and I bet you think Brix was gonna make a face, right? Like I can't believe this bitch-type ask, right?

Wrong. Brix knows all about saving the money-maker. Without another word he stops what he was doing to turn and fill the teapot from the Rangetop under the sink. And then a spin around as the 'clickclickclick' leads to fire under claw-like grate. He sets the teapot on to boil and moves to grab the honey out of the pantry closet.

That is set down on the counter next to a mug, and he goes back to grinding his weed.

"Ah. Yeah. Seems like a scene you'd want to rehearse again."

Deadpan delivery, as he opens the little grinder and taps the flower bud into the angled paper. His rolling technique nothing to sneeze at. Including the grabbing of a chopstick out his silverware drawer to pack the joint down and add a little crutch at one end.

Licking it as he tightens the paper on itself, a gentle twist at both ends to complete the exercise. Tasks were good.

"James."

He said in response to your question about which type of J he was rolling.

The J is set down as the teapot begins it's attempt to whistle. The snap of the fire going out and the pour of hot liquid on the thicker, viscous puddle of Honey.

He stirs with that same chopstick, and slides the mug to the edge of the Island closest to you, and then grabs his bottle of water, upends it and uses the scissors to gently twist a hole in it's bottom.