Space to Be...

We need it. We must figure that part out. I'm not opposed to some very creative solutions. We need time and space together.

I sometimes have this odd, fatalistic desire for us to be found out. Most of the time, I dread the nuclear part of it. I promise I will make every effort for us to develop on our terms, without us making any stupid or careless mistakes.

But, I promise, if we are found out on my side of things, you'll be the first to know. Unless I'm on fire, of course.

Any moments with you are precious.  I adore you more and more. I particularly adore you when you are in blue jeans and tight t-shirts.