Returning to reality, day 1 (enter the hurricane!)
As the title so abtly shows, today was day 1 without Allison being with me here in Denmark...
You know how they (whoever "they" are anyways) use the phrase, "like a blind man regaining his sight" (or something to that effect) about something unbelievably incredible? Well, imagine what it must feel like for that same blind guy to then loose it again. That's about how I feel right now.
Last night, as I slept in my bed, alone, I kept dreaming of her, I even woke several times, stroking or whispering "I love you" to my pillow...
I miss her so much, and right now, March feels like a long, LONG time away.
Sorry, didn't mean to bore you with my tedious, romantic rambles, it's just that I have a hard time focusing on much else.
I spent most of today braving what passes for a hurricane around these parts of the world, nothing much though, just a tad windy and some parts of Århus blocked off due to the risk of low-flying masonry and suicidal trees. It proved a handy excuse, though, to stay inside and play cards (Vs. in case anyone should be interested) all night instead of doing anything productive, or Gods forbid, healthy.
I've also been looking into my new, signed, copy of the "Red Sign" (thanks Jackob!) planning the Lovecraftian Horrors I shall soon unleash upon my unsuspecting players (well, not that unsuspecting I guess, since I guess some of you might be reading this, just try to act suprised, will you?). It looks very promising, not to mention that It'll give me something else to focus on for a little while. I feel like I may be starting to suffer from a case of mild roleplaying-withdrawals.
Also, reading the "Book of Erotic Fantasy" (a wonderful christmas present from Allison!) has given me all sorts of weird ideas, D&D will never be the same again...
And on that note, I'll leave you all for now, I think, as other duties call on me, studying to increase my Arete and my Correspondence sphere ain't exactly easy y'know!
Regards
Melkhor, lonely - but most certainly NOT unloved
You know how they (whoever "they" are anyways) use the phrase, "like a blind man regaining his sight" (or something to that effect) about something unbelievably incredible? Well, imagine what it must feel like for that same blind guy to then loose it again. That's about how I feel right now.
Last night, as I slept in my bed, alone, I kept dreaming of her, I even woke several times, stroking or whispering "I love you" to my pillow...
I miss her so much, and right now, March feels like a long, LONG time away.
Sorry, didn't mean to bore you with my tedious, romantic rambles, it's just that I have a hard time focusing on much else.
I spent most of today braving what passes for a hurricane around these parts of the world, nothing much though, just a tad windy and some parts of Århus blocked off due to the risk of low-flying masonry and suicidal trees. It proved a handy excuse, though, to stay inside and play cards (Vs. in case anyone should be interested) all night instead of doing anything productive, or Gods forbid, healthy.
I've also been looking into my new, signed, copy of the "Red Sign" (thanks Jackob!) planning the Lovecraftian Horrors I shall soon unleash upon my unsuspecting players (well, not that unsuspecting I guess, since I guess some of you might be reading this, just try to act suprised, will you?). It looks very promising, not to mention that It'll give me something else to focus on for a little while. I feel like I may be starting to suffer from a case of mild roleplaying-withdrawals.
Also, reading the "Book of Erotic Fantasy" (a wonderful christmas present from Allison!) has given me all sorts of weird ideas, D&D will never be the same again...
And on that note, I'll leave you all for now, I think, as other duties call on me, studying to increase my Arete and my Correspondence sphere ain't exactly easy y'know!
Regards
Melkhor, lonely - but most certainly NOT unloved