Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Lost In Something

It was a long day filled with meetings and stress. He was halfway through another business trip that had come on the heels of the one before. After spending time alone in a hotel room, he began to feel isolated, like something out of Lost In Translation, except without the company of Scarlett Johanssen.

In the evening, he excused himself from the room and found a quiet place to call home. His wife sounded frazzled and tired. No different than any other night. Yet he couldn't help but feel guilt that his extended absence was to blame. His daughter refused to get on the phone, which was disappointing yet not entirely unexpected. His son, on the other hand, wanted to chat. When he told the boy that he was sorry but he didn't have very much time to be on the phone, the boy sulked and told his father that he wanted more time to talk. He apologized before saying goodnight and hanging up the phone. His heart breaking a little bit as he made his way back into the room.

3 comments:

Lucasb said...

Dude, that sucks. How long until you're home?

SciFi Dad said...

I have a feeling this is going to be the tone of my blog come August/September.

I'm sorry. It sucks.

DGB said...

Lucas...I will be home in a day.

SciFi...It's what we gotta do, right?