Yesterday I sat on the ground and looked for 4leaf clovers with my dogs. It was bliss. I got to finally see all the stars again. Out in Boring, on a colder clear night you can see a hint of the milky way. The first night when we were dating, at the house, I looked up, and went oooo, stars.
A house isn't a home without the people. M says that without me and lil
it didn't feel so much like home.
I've spent two weeks here. In Super H time that equates to a month and a half.
I am coming out of a haze. I'm not the same, but not different either. It's like I merged with young and in between.
I see my life as mine, not the stone I'm standing on until I jump to the next. I am turning this into a permanent place of living.
Plan B? Schman B.
Super H has a super life. Just gotta break it back in.
Lesson: I'm still loved as much even when there is a disagreement.
But... As always. As peewee would say
I'm a rebel Dotty, a loner.
