I love her passionately with a morbid intensity; madly as one can only love a woman who never responds to our love with anything but an eternally uniform, eternally calm, stony smile.
Leopold Von Sacher Masoch
As I wrap up for the day in order to take my leave, my phone begins to ring. I bring it out and the caller ID is Alexzander and I immediately know why he's calling. I answer the call and place it to my ear,
"Hey Z."
"Hey Alex where are you?" He ask, his voice wry and a little confused.
I get up from my window and stare at the streets light and cars making and horning their way through traffic at night and to a point it does look peaceful and beautiful from the forth floor where my office is. I long for my car to be one of the cars on the road, but it isn't and I don't think it w
