Crave and Dread

June 02, 2003
11:53 pm

I'm seeing him tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow I'm seeing him. Ohgod I'm seeing him and am I ready? I don't know, I think maybe not but maybe I am. I want it to be now. I want it to be never.

Breathe.

But I have been held and soothed, I have had forehead kisses and soft words and turtle stories. And I'm doing all right, really, aren't I? I think I'm doing all right.