Processing....processing

It's more able to happen now- I am removed from the big city, returned to a smaller one, I am missing her terribly but am content..happy, even.....no, more than happy....the words fail me.

Suggestions?

She is who she is, and I love her for it. All of her. Every strong soft smart sweet sassy tender tough hard-assed impatient heated gifted incredible delectable millimeter...my senses are alive..I am alive...moreso than before, I might add...access to myself has been thrown wide open and I am glad. She is like nobody else I know, and yet familiar. Weird, huh?

There is much more to explore.

I look forward to the next course.

You can bet on THAT.