8:25
am
I'm sitting
here on my paintbox waiting for the Concord train to
come by and take me away.
I'm going
to the cemetery to paint. I missed the last fieldtrip
and I won't miss this one!
(Train came,
and I'm riding away)
Utah
spent the night over at my place. It was so nice to
see him. We were so tired when we got home.
Work was
rough.
We spent
a long time talking in bed. His friendship with Wendy
is really taking a different turn. They never really
see each other and it sounds like it was getting kind
of destructive. I think he wants the friendship with
Wendy but at the same time he can't take the weird feelings
he gets around her.
I know the
feelings, and it was so nice to hear someone else talk
about them. I feel that I can relate with him.
It's easier
to talk nowadays. I have felt so clamed up the last
few months. I hope all of that is changing.
Utah and
I share some of the same feelings and thoughts. He is
gentle and warm. God, how I wish I was back home with
him now, all snuggled next to his body... warm.
I can't believe
that our schedules won't allow us to sleep in. He has
a week off in about a week. One of those days we should
sleep-in together!
I like it
when we do special things for each other. Like his phone
messages telling me goodnight. They usually come in
threes, with music. I sent him a note yesterday telling
him goodnight.
I love being
with him.
