sandy and i talked on the phone the other day. she misses her boyfriend, hes in california for the year. some sort of military service. something i know nothing about. at least i listen.

sandy misses him a lot, i can tell. she talks about how she wishes he was there. how she wishes they could dance together more often. how insecure she is about their stability. its a lot of talk.

i told her i am coming home soon, and we will have to do something. she is distracted, but i make the offer nonetheless. i know i wont see her.

i skip over the phone wire, say goodnight, and hang up. i hope i helped a little. at least i listen.