152 days ago..

... i lept (literally)

for love

and there is no regret or remorse there
and i would do it again and again

i am better, stronger, more refined, more loved up than before

i feel that this week is going to be a good one, something's good is coming my way (our way)

i am spreading it wholeheartedly and there is no stopping or turning back...

nice.

this is where my dream took me last night...

so far and so near and very very clear...

sixty days...

... is nothing, however, there is a little twitch in my heart and a small time travelling in my head... it's ok to feel... good to remember, perfect to hope...

trying...

antipodean...

i am here, but not around

i am back, but unreturned

my vampire existence more apparent...

i am lost, but have found gold trapped in dirt...

discovered love, hidden in fear...

i am silent and calm; trying to understand it all, but fail to tidy everything up neatly

abandoned, yet loved, lonely and sad, yet excited... i am waiting and not

ego

pride

anger

remorse

compassion

more love...

it is actually 41 days and the flight is booked!

new york new york

here we come... (and as she sent it first after a yummy dialogue one day in march)

she said: 'L. is yours, M. is mine, N.Y can/ could be ours'!

lovely...

new york new york: here we come...!