Days of Joy and Cider
Today was, frankly, marvelous. Which is surprising because it seemed so short. I'm writing this now from the victoria line on my way back to cambridge, and enjoying the indescribable sensation of a warm white-chocolate lindor melting in my mouth. I actually had to stop typing for a moment there, the taste just took me aback so much.
The day basically brakes into two parts, the furmeet, and Fido. Furmeet was fabulous, even if I was only there for the last two hours. Perhaps because of that. I settled in quickly, and felt 45% more collected, suave and stable than I usually do. Where I might have flitted from person to person, needy for attention and feeling left out if unincluded, I instead moved happily from group to group with no fear of being left on my own. I felt respected and wanted, lots of people greeted me warmly, it was like I'd felt my insecurities shrink. They aren't gone, oh no, but they were managable, even ignorable. That's all I really want for now.
It was lovely to catch up with some old friends, one in particular whom I haven't seen in what felt like two years. It was even more exciting to note that I'd met, and made a good impression on two new people. Anyone who's spent much time with me socialy knows I can have a certain lack of grace that puts people off, and I will always love my closest friends for seeing past that. I've been learning though, and the fact that I held that side of me in check, and that it was almost easy, really gives me hope for the future.
The second part of the day was even better, and it stands as one of the nicest moments in my life. His name is Fido, and he is my puppy. Sadly he couldn't meet me in London, he's been groggy and unwell all week, as well as dizzy. He wasn't expecting to see me this weekend at all, so when I arrived on his doorstep unnanounced this evening, I got the chance to give him a wonderfull surprise. It was so nice to be with him, if only for an hour or so, and so sweet to just climb into bed with him and snuggle and chat.
(for anyone who might be confused Fido is human, goes to work and watches TV, but he's always my puppy to me)
If you're reading this Fido, I love you, I wish I could have stayed longer, and I promise we'll be together soon.