Monday, December 7, 2009

I finally went to bed around 11:30am I think. I slept well. The phone ringing woke me up around 7pm; I missed the call; it was Michael. I didn't want to wake up but knew I needed to harvest our farms so I started that, and called Michael back; leaving him a message, letting him know I was going back to sleep. Mark was having a bit of an emergency, so I helped with that, and then went to sleep as soon as the planting was finished, apparently missing another call from Michael. Oh, and he'd texted me around 2pm to tell me he loves me. It's sort of a double edged sword, those texts from him...see, they're sweet, but at the same time, he used to text me sweet sounding texts right after he'd fucked some other guy, so it makes me feel good to get them, but then makes me wonder if I've missed something. It's odd, and hopefully that goes away someday.

I had beautiful dreams about family; life in the city; working on art and crafts...windy summer days in the sun. It was wonderful. Waking wasn't terrible though, because the wonderful feeling came with me. I called Michael back; left a message. I need to shave and shower. I'd like to go to the store and get some more food. Stop by Michael and get a great big hug. I have to leave for the dentist in less than 8 hours.

Mark is going to sleep as I get up.

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