I christened my new bed last night. Feeling fairly guilt free about it all too, considering I barely knew the boy. But isn’t that what summer is all about? Rendezvous.
It was total lust, and lovely to wake up in the morning to the pouring rain and an arm around me.
It felt good, I feel free and stronger in a way.
Who knows what it will lead to, or how I’ll feel about it tomorrow morning.
I feel inspired by him, by me and by the world today.
So bizarre that I’ve come up with a new years resolution to travel to NY for a month next year, and he had done exactly that not too long ago.
It’s like magic, and little moments like that make me think something’s are meant to happen for a reason.
I’m at peace with most stuff right now, I love how things are turning out.
What will be, will be. I’ll take it as it comes, with excitement but not over-eagerness.
It’s my second night in my new house where im home alone tonight, and I’m ok with it.
I would love some vegetables right now.
But all is well.