The Aspirations of the Mind.
So.... I haven't been here in a while. I've been enjoying the scenery surrounding my housing development. There are a lot of wooded areas, which house a lot of hidden areas for guys like me to go and just...escape it all. No telling who all has been in these woods, and what they've done, but I think my spot is clean in the least. :D
The last few days, I've been with Mark.... pretty much, ALL day. Pretty much, if I've left my house, chances are I'm over at his house, or we're going somewhere, or I'm driving him arround, getting stuff. What draws me over there is understood: I just want to be around him..... even if it involves me sleeping on his bed.
Sunday, I went over there. He had asked me to get some pictures and bring them over to him. I didn't know what for, so I just went through my picture archive. Uploaded a bunch of pictures from throughout the year onto a jumpdrive, then drove over to his house. Now, that same day, I had next-to-nill amount of sleep, so I got over there, and just... yah, COLLAPSED onto his bed. According to him, I was out for a couple of hours.... and his bed is really comfy.
I've never really done that before. Most times, I feel uncomfortable sleeping on other people's beds. Mark's changing my entire personality, so to speak.
Things between him and I have become more.... personal. As of recent, I've become as withdrawn like I have never been before.... for reasons I cannot even identify with. A few weeks ago, I was at his house at what seemed like a BAD time to be over there. There were a couple of times where he would leave the room, and come back.... more pissed than he was initially. It all seemed so... surreal... that I was there experiencing it all... and I began to worry. It really topped the cake when he left to go talk to his mom, and when he came back, he was oh-so-close to crying.... that's when I about lost it.
A lot of stuff was going on with him, leaving me speechless and at a loss of what to do. So, I listened... only thing I could do, while I watched a side of him expose itself that I'm betting doesn't expose itself very often. My heart reached out for him, and for the first time, I saw deeper into him than I thought I would ever be able to see. For the first time, I felt like a true part of his life -- for him to let me witness that, for him to just let it all out, took a lot, I'm sure.
I pretty much, now, want to be with him. All the time, any time possible. Like now, I'm getting ready to leave the house again today, because I'm bored and have nothing else to do. You can guess where I am gonna go.
I'll finish this update tonight. I'm itching -- literally -- to get out of the house. Going to Mark's for sure.
Later.
[CaliforniaKid07]
The last few days, I've been with Mark.... pretty much, ALL day. Pretty much, if I've left my house, chances are I'm over at his house, or we're going somewhere, or I'm driving him arround, getting stuff. What draws me over there is understood: I just want to be around him..... even if it involves me sleeping on his bed.
Sunday, I went over there. He had asked me to get some pictures and bring them over to him. I didn't know what for, so I just went through my picture archive. Uploaded a bunch of pictures from throughout the year onto a jumpdrive, then drove over to his house. Now, that same day, I had next-to-nill amount of sleep, so I got over there, and just... yah, COLLAPSED onto his bed. According to him, I was out for a couple of hours.... and his bed is really comfy.
I've never really done that before. Most times, I feel uncomfortable sleeping on other people's beds. Mark's changing my entire personality, so to speak.
Things between him and I have become more.... personal. As of recent, I've become as withdrawn like I have never been before.... for reasons I cannot even identify with. A few weeks ago, I was at his house at what seemed like a BAD time to be over there. There were a couple of times where he would leave the room, and come back.... more pissed than he was initially. It all seemed so... surreal... that I was there experiencing it all... and I began to worry. It really topped the cake when he left to go talk to his mom, and when he came back, he was oh-so-close to crying.... that's when I about lost it.
A lot of stuff was going on with him, leaving me speechless and at a loss of what to do. So, I listened... only thing I could do, while I watched a side of him expose itself that I'm betting doesn't expose itself very often. My heart reached out for him, and for the first time, I saw deeper into him than I thought I would ever be able to see. For the first time, I felt like a true part of his life -- for him to let me witness that, for him to just let it all out, took a lot, I'm sure.
I pretty much, now, want to be with him. All the time, any time possible. Like now, I'm getting ready to leave the house again today, because I'm bored and have nothing else to do. You can guess where I am gonna go.
I'll finish this update tonight. I'm itching -- literally -- to get out of the house. Going to Mark's for sure.
Later.
[CaliforniaKid07]