the dog who saw a rainbow

i am so allergic to everyone right now... what happened to me? when? where? and more importantly, how? i don't think i've done disappearing acts before... at least not on a wide scale. i'm missing something... but, what? could it be that i long to be spoken for once again? or has being just another faceless marionette grown tiring? it's not just the romance scene that's in a rut though... anti-social best describes me right now. i don't wanna be with my friends nor my future pals. and as clear as a church bell, i hear it on a cold, windy night... i need to get laid, the wind so talks.