Dark Chocolate and Good Baritones
Jul. 19th, 2008 09:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vdansk Charles is away for a Zombie Larp, so I was up until two last night. That usually happens when he's away; I fritter time away aimlessly, unable to settle until I'm too tired to think. Fifteen years of marriage, and I still miss him the minute he leaves.
Last night, for the first time in years, I stayed up writing. I don't care if it was crap, or if no one ever reads it; getting lost in writing is like dark chocolate or listening to Josh Groban, like making love during a thunderstorm. I feel so incredibly ALIVE. OK, also sleep deprived, but it's still a great feeling. ;>
Last night, for the first time in years, I stayed up writing. I don't care if it was crap, or if no one ever reads it; getting lost in writing is like dark chocolate or listening to Josh Groban, like making love during a thunderstorm. I feel so incredibly ALIVE. OK, also sleep deprived, but it's still a great feeling. ;>
