Crescent
Oh yeah.
When I got home last night, I felt a little lonely. I'm going out to DC next week (provided I survive this one), so I'll get to share a bed again.
Sometimes, sleeping alone feels relaxing. Sometimes it feels very adult and male... to have my own place... to have no need of a woman.
Sometimes it just sucks. It's been too few and far between. I'm over it. I'm not scared to admit that I need someone, sometimes, to take care of me. Wow. Writing that publicly feels like step one in some sort of twelve step program.
When did that happen?
posted by David at 10:16 AM
1 Comments:
All I can say is that I feel ya, brother. Distance sucks. Take it from me - the man I'm completely in love with lives in DC (I'm in NYC) and it's hard. Even harder now that he's moving to FL. Yuck. My bed feels really empty most of the time. I try to convince myself that it's libeating to have so much time to myself, but that's a big fat lie of compensation.
10:33 AM, March 27, 2005
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