the weekend and dream...

I spent the long weekend with P. It was something out of a novel. Spending time and just being together. Museum of Science was a fun trip. Einstien was a crazy guy. Took P out for her first taste of Good Indian Food. I think she liked it. But she got a cold and I am here doing my best to keep her well. Juice and other items help. But a loving hand works best if you ask me.

Word of the day: morning

Seems the days float by and it's a never ending race to see what's next. I know a snails pace should be called for but it doesn't feel right. Perhaps a minor relaxation period is in order. Just to exist is fine for us both. The EX has a way of milking her pain and needs for last angered words towards me. Grant we were never married but it felt that way at times.

I'm just glad P could see through her anger driven bombardment of me and what I have done. I'm also proud of my truely honest nature behind everything I do and say to P. I'm sure it means a lot to her and to myself. We will all be happy inthe long run I'm sure.