Playing Friday Night's Blues in the Darkroom 

Here I go, facing one of my archetypical Friday nights: A munch-on, some booze (lager beer mostly), a good smoke and a romantic movie, which I'm ... watching alone. I'm not complaining. It's convenient, comfortable, even comforting to some degree. And it's carefree, oh yes. However, what if...? But in the meantime, it can't do me any bad to keep strumming the guitar for another few bars of Blues...
update: I realize that this may be a bit scary to the more sensitive minds frequenting my stream (and I understand that I seem to attract those rather sensitive individuals more, which I appreciate). I was a bit startled myself over this intense look - I had attempted for a more gentle expression. But then - maybe I was in a different mood that night...