So what to do until Saturday when I see her again? Eat, read, sleep... process?
We got into conversation about housekeeping. Said I was lackadaisical. Even worse!
I had plans, I did. They all fell through. I gave up. I didn't care. Eat, read, sleep.
The house not a home but a bivouac. But I had so many plans. I really did. Entropy.
Watching and waiting. Sigh. We do, I think, trust it'll all come together somehow.
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