a thick wooly sleep after finally talking, really talking, to j last night. what the hell i would do if i couldn't turn to him a completely tearstained mess at odd hours of the night, i don't know. he fixed up the scratches perfectly gently as always (thank you, sir). hope you can at times be understood...maybe not so unwarranted at times. maybe.

aand people are huge disappointments (including me of course) but sometimes they change the lighting for the better too. woke up to. j's mom sent me a birthday card and a thank you note to my parents. she's so cute. i'm so pleased that she's easy to talk to, and that i feel as comfortable in her company as i do. i have it very lucky there, i know.