oh my my
I was supposed to go home today - traveling to and from Vermont is a syncronized journey composed of planes and buses and taxis, but the first step in the line, my incompetent taxi driver was late picking me up, which was all the time we needed to decide that I could stay the rest of the week and just leave for Tennessee with him by bus.
Yes, I have classes. And a doctor's appointment. And work.
It doesn't really matter.
We ran up the driveway, luggage in hand, laughing the whole way like two little kids who just realized they were actually going to skip school for the first time. Not just talk. We're doing this.
My body is sore, since we "toasted" this decision by making love (again), but I feel wonderful. Wonderful.
Yes, I have classes. And a doctor's appointment. And work.
It doesn't really matter.
We ran up the driveway, luggage in hand, laughing the whole way like two little kids who just realized they were actually going to skip school for the first time. Not just talk. We're doing this.
My body is sore, since we "toasted" this decision by making love (again), but I feel wonderful. Wonderful.