Day 1: Arrive in the evening, we’re naked and having sex within the hour. He cooks me dinner. Sleep. Day
I’m finally with the far-away-boy, for five days. It’s snowing. I don’t know what we’ll do with the weather, dinner
Funny how in the language of love, French, if you say « je t’aime » it’s heavy with meaning. It’s Love with
I did it. I said good-bye to my ex-cop. I can’t see him without wanting to go to bed with
I dare to say the word. In this world of hurt, damaged people, I’ve met someone who speaks of love.
Mr. Far-Away-Guy is becoming important in my head. I don’t want to screw it up. I’ve let loose my vertically
The hurt that I’ve been feeling so much lately is abating, a little. There are many things that I’ve done,
My far-away-guy is taking up more and more space in my head. I had my wallet stolen Wednesday, I guess.
I wrote a post about a man I could fall in love with. I really could, now that I know
Today was the funeral of a friend. It was someone I liked a lot who fell in a place where