Waking on a couch at someone else’s place feeling cold and tired but knowing there’s a prayer being said for me.
Friendship/love/being touched is
Knowing how little I tell you, but understanding you think about me enough to know more and find out more without pressuring.
Slinging on the bag, putting on the shoes and walking out to where…I don’t know…But I know the Big Boss is calling me.
In our litanies.