i feel perfect.
a yummy early supper with my favorite.
before and after work, for him and me, respectivly.
i'm, as i write, ingesting a delicious hot chocolate from, the somewhat pretentious, lugz.
i just went to the bathroom.
i'm listening to ( ).
i'm smelling the gingerbread julie (with her name written on her underpants) that a friend made. its next to a candle, and the scent is mingling.
its only 6. i feel like i have the whole night to be free.
so, if only momentarily and fleeting, i'm satisfied.
the mountains opened on saturday.
the craving is rising with the new knowledge, that now i can.
oh but when. oh but when.