Woe is me

I am over flowing with melancholy these days. Not depressed really, just subdued by a bout of loneliness.

I live in an area where the inhabitants are in constant flux. People like the tide, move in and out with the stages of the moon.
Until recently I have remained reasonably unaffected. There have been a few choice souls who have left holes in my life when they moved, but for the most part I have been able to regroup and move forward.
Not now. I just can't see how I can recover.
Four of my favorite friends have just wrenched themselves from my bosom of friendship. (Yes that is what we shared, not literally, for all you prudes, but a certain closeness just the same.)
They were my family where I have none. And now they are gone. All of them--Gone!
And I am left a lone woman in the wilderness of Silicon Valley. My lot is harsh, unfair, and depressing.
Yes, there are more humans that move into the area, but I am afraid that none will fill the void left by these choice women who were (and are, but more distant now) my dearest friends.


Time is supposed to heal all wounds, but I think it just dulls and softens the edges of most.


I miss you my dear friends. All my love in your new lives. -A