Once more onto the Breech

Seems like just as life has started again, she bitch slaps me hard. Jason the one I wrote about before, just walked out on me Sunday. How nice 1200.00 in rent and moving. A new $400.00 phone, Furniture, he of course took with him, and a piece of me as well. Let us not forget making sure to be there on his Birthday, and cook for him as well. I believed him when he said he loved me. The phone bill reads otherwise. His Ex is the one who came to get him 28 hours after he told me he was having second thoughts. Thanks!  For knowing someone as long as I have how could I have been played so badly? Feeling as I did for him, was that what he used to his advantage? Did he truly love me and mean it when he said he could not be a trucker’s mate? I will most likely never know. Within the first day, e-mail change, phone number change, and drops of the grid. He thinks anyway. I go thte number the address and if needed the numbers to his family and his ex at work home and Mobile. Nice to have High Friends in low places. Let him back out on his promise of repaying for the phone. I will have it fried by remote. It is mine after all. Strangely, I am doing OK. I think that part of me that is the Wolf knew it was coming and shielded me from the coming hurt by not letting me fully connect to him. Yes, he collared me, told me it was for good and that he would ALWAYS take care of me. So much for words. I am once again single and alone in what seems like a big house. The new to me 5^th wheel is fully in my name so no worries there. The one he had to live in an “find himself” in. I guess in finding himself, he also found the strength to leave me. He says he wants to stay friends. Well he sure made sure I could not reach him very quickly after he left. Like I did not know that would happen. So be it.

   The road is once again the only constant in my life as far as steady and consistent normal in my life. Since Thom died in June 2010, it was all I had till Jason. Jason showed me without question I will never have another Thom, and the road is where my life belongs, for good. I will drive until I cannot. Be it health or age if Ilive that long. AIDS may see to that sooner than I will admit but screw it! I am already so far ahead of the game it is not funny. Doctor’s said I would not live to see the year 2000. OOPS!  Guess they misread the expiration date, like they always do. Would be nice to have a dog again, a species that knows what loyalty means. Unless I drive truck again or retire from the road it will not be a good idea for the Dog.  Life goes on and so do I, until the day I return to sky, ti the Rainbow Bridge as my first rest, and me those dogs that loved me best.