2003-01-20 - 11:46 a.m.
I want to share ... but I'm scared to. The illicit "good things". Part of me insists that there should be no good things and that I should be miserable and guilt ridden. Another part is going "yay! good things!" Many parts are still undecided and waiting to see who wins before they cast their vote. Fuckers. So, the good things.
he bought me a beautiful book, hardback with blue foil on the cover, gold and blue foil decorating the slipcover.
we went to the mall and NOT ONCE did he lean towards the computer game stores
one night he drew me a bath and played Splinter Cell while I was in but, as soon as I came back downstairs, he stopped. I even asked if he wanted to continue ... play to where he could save or something ... and he said no. HE SAID NO!!!!
and he isn't ... can't be ... emotionally involved with me
Ahhhh. wonderfully good things.
M
