New Years Day

How do you sleep with no dream to put you to sleep? That New Year’s Eve night was the longest night of my life. There was no way to hide from the truth. John did not care about me. I spent so much time and energy and had empty hands.
I woke or just decided to stop pretending to lay asleep in my bed. Rodger had invite Aton and myself for a New Years Dinner! I told them my whole devastating story and was provided with TWO shoulders! I missed our friendship. When I felt the tears would never stop, Rodger pulled out the photo books. Back in those days we would have 110 instamatics cameras. They weren’t so instant it took months to use a roll of film and then take them in to be developed, which was another week.
I hadn’t seen any of the pictures and there was our summer shows. We laughed and reminisced. The behind the scene stories were funnier than the actual shows. I was voted the most neurotic, like there was any question. Alton was the sneaky one. The more the wine poured the more the secrets came out. Alton confessed to all the giggles he started and I got blamed for, it was like confessing to mother. Rodger wasn’t sure we deserved our gifts, gifts? We felt terrible that we didn’t a\have anything for Rodger. He gave us an 8x10 of the Featherette’s, I still have mine.
The three of us decided that we still had a few shows left in us and I promised to get us reunited. I had something to dream for, but this time I was going to make it happen. I felt disappointment and was determined never to feel it again.
Till tomorrow, be kind