In hiatus

I had said I’d go out tonight, and therefore having a few beers with my friend Jorge on Friday might be in hiatus. Well, it seems like we will have beers after all. Because I’m not venturing out tonight, since I spent a lot on prescription drugs. Not only did I spend more money than I had in mind but the medicine itself has made me a bit uneasy. Plus, I won’t be able to drink. So, for the looks of it, it doesn’t seem like is going to happen. Tonight has gone easily, and in a few hours I’ll be heading home. Have a great smoke and watch some basic cable like most married people do.
I called home recently and Isabel hasn’t gotten home. Her son told me she was over a friend’s house. I wasn’t told of this, and it certainly is good news that she is stepping out on her own, finally! Besides, it affords me the opportunity to do so myself without the drama. The more freedom you give, the more you should demand; if others don’t want it, then you should exercise this principle alone. That is, of course, if you feel like doing so. On the other side, I didn’t want to go out just for the sake of doing so. I am, if you still haven’t noticed by now, a bit more complex than that. I wanted to take care of a few great things and do some amazing other ones before I deserved my time alone. Ah, what great commodity solitude represents. Yes, I am marching forward to a new level in existence. In a few months from now, I will publish my manuscript. Two days ago, I received an honorary plaque congratulating me for the publication of another poem of mine with the good people at Famous Poets Society (not to be confused with the International Society of Poets, which is harassing me to attend their upcoming convention in Orlando, Florida.
Paola, my sister, called last night. I sensed a little stress in her voice, although she reassured me everything was okay; she said that she had lost her job but by now had another. I thought of asking her if she needed my help but it would have been slightly arrogant to do so. Since I am not in a position to assist her financially for now, it might have been prudent that I did so. I’ll instead write to her and offer whatever assistance I may be capable of, and talk of fortitude in difficult times relating to her of my own experience. Maybe it will ease her pain. We are all in pain, one way or the other.