the most disappointing break
I was planning to sit here in the LRC with my deliciously stout little coffee and write some magnificent story about how wonderful my life is right now and what a glorious evening and morning I had with SK. But instead, I sit here with my water, no coffee, my head in a perpetual fog, feeling nothing but homesick for SK's presence and the utter inability to articulate anything.
So -- maybe I'll try again later. After the project is done and bird-lady has chewed me up and spit me out again.