Back from Paradise
A sublime week has ended. and although I am left, once again to fight on my own, at least physically, I have the consolation that the place that is my domain feels quite a bit more like home than it did before she entered it.
Happy New Year to all you whom I love, whether you read this or not.
The past few days were everything one could have dreamed of. Just being able to hold and touch those lips, the lips of my lovely Dulcinea, was enough to make all the sacrifice worthwhile. We visited places, bought gifts for people back home, saw sights, hung out with my cousins, uncles, and aunts, and overall, had a fantastic time. We also made time to just lay back and relax, while watching a movie, or listening to music, basking in the simple delight of each other's company. Now I cannot wait for March.
She has now left, but in the wake of her departure, she left me with a few gifts of her own. A renewed hope that it is all, after all, worth it; Some magical memories of a too short visit to heaven; and some old friends that I had unwillingly left behind, and that I am beside myself to have again.
Soon I will even have internet at home, finally.
...And so it is back to my life, back to work, back to building something great, one brick at a time. Only with renewed energy this time, and at least a familiar face to share my spare time with.
Chapter one...
Happy New Year to all you whom I love, whether you read this or not.
The past few days were everything one could have dreamed of. Just being able to hold and touch those lips, the lips of my lovely Dulcinea, was enough to make all the sacrifice worthwhile. We visited places, bought gifts for people back home, saw sights, hung out with my cousins, uncles, and aunts, and overall, had a fantastic time. We also made time to just lay back and relax, while watching a movie, or listening to music, basking in the simple delight of each other's company. Now I cannot wait for March.
She has now left, but in the wake of her departure, she left me with a few gifts of her own. A renewed hope that it is all, after all, worth it; Some magical memories of a too short visit to heaven; and some old friends that I had unwillingly left behind, and that I am beside myself to have again.
Soon I will even have internet at home, finally.
...And so it is back to my life, back to work, back to building something great, one brick at a time. Only with renewed energy this time, and at least a familiar face to share my spare time with.
Chapter one...