Yes, I was missing someone.
I wanted to deny myself of what I was going through – in fact, I had
camouflaged myself for a good fifty-two days!
This was the count after I realized that I was actually missing
someone. How many years went by since I
actually lost this person? I have no
clue. May be fifteen years, or,
twenty. Or may be more. Anyway, now that I realized that this someone
has left me (in the lurch!), I decided to place an advertisement in the
seemingly vain hope of winning him back.
