Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Sleep My Friend And You Will See
The Dream Is My Reality


I believe it is time for an update.

However, as far as what to update on I am not sure. I suppose I will start off with the simplest, but by far the most enjoyable things. I spent my weekend with my Special One.
My mom drove us to his one act performance and saw the show. I had already seen all there was to offer and found interest in it, and my mom enjoyed it thoroughly. And the little time that we got to spend together made me very happy.

Simply sitting there on the floor with him curled around me and his arms wrapped about my waist is one of the most comforting things to me. I still find myself stumbling when he tells me that he loves me however. It is something that I am gradually growing accustomed to, but it has never been something that I am used to, especially to hear it from the one that I wish for the most.

Aside from that, my week has again started back to its monotonous pace of school and boredom. He's gone, but I just always look at my arm and see the hair band of his that I playfully stole, or my arm for the watch he gave me, my hand for the ring, or my neck for the ball-chain necklace and the two marks. I think about him constantly and I find it somewhat of a comfort and relief that I have the traces to hold when he can't be present himself. It is just a bit saddening however because they do not exactly provide the company that I adore.

God, I miss him.

And sadly, I may not be able to see him for some time... As of today, we have lost all use of any vehicles we own, and unless I can manage to spill an amount of gas money and find a generous friend, or having the highly unlikely possibility of one of our vehicles being fixed within that time, I do not believe that I will be able to manage. I can only hope. Until then I will find myself occupied by other things like how I should manage the violent and often disturbing mood swings I am receiving from the unexpected side-effects of my medicine.

I just wish time would fly for a little while.

Yours Maniacally.


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