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It'd be nice to have soemthing more to write, but as of the moment I feel that I need to keep my thoughts to myself - they need to stew and soak up all the flavors floating around inside my head. I feel sometimes that if I talk about unfinished ideas, hopes or dreams that it often slows them down or diminishes them in some way - talking about them rather than acting on them type of thing.
I think I'm too tired to write today. And to think, S, having slept just as much as I this weekend, has just started his 4-hour drive home. I don't envy him that. I've done the drive enough myself. I can't wait for the Sunday night good-byes and drives to be over and we can just be together.
I think I'm too tired to write today. And to think, S, having slept just as much as I this weekend, has just started his 4-hour drive home. I don't envy him that. I've done the drive enough myself. I can't wait for the Sunday night good-byes and drives to be over and we can just be together.