Temper: Anger. Resentment.
Temperament: Hope. Optimism.
Temperature: 54 degrees…in my living room, the warmest room in my house.
Wonder: How will I sleep?
Choice: Alone? Or with my one remaining indoor cat?
Or…
with the man,
just a mile away,
who says he loves me?
The one who caught me
just as I was falling?
How does that happen?
What does it mean?
Does it really matter?
Really?
I think it’s called rebound.
And it feels good.
Or does it?