I could tell from the minute I woke up it was going to be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely day.

"How are those thoughts of yours?" she asked in passing.
The song Lonely Day by Phantom Planet came on.
The irony brought a crooked smile.
"Those thoughts never really leave... I just try to keep busy
and distracted enough not to hear them,"
as I turn up the song and sing-a-long.