Isn’t love the grandest thing, ever? I love my friend Bill, no seriously I LOVE him. LOVE him. It is good to see him, I haven’t seen him since I had my hair done, he makes me twirl. He loves it. Oh please if you hate it tell me I say cause some people hate it and some people love it. I LOVE it! It is elegant he says, just elegant. We are sitting and talking. I realize while I am talking to him, about absolutely nothing, just laughing, teasing each other, being silly with each other, old friends. Old friends. Hey I say help me interpret my dream. I tell him the dream. He has an interesting take on it. Here is it is. The new set of rooms, the gateway of which is the laundry room represents a clean slate. A new environment, a place I take care of how I choose, a place that is my own, a place that has many friends and family, a place that has lots of light and room, it is where I am right now. But see here is the part that makes the most sense to me. I have to really get comfortable with this new place. I have to dig in, live a little and have some fun.
We are wearing our wonder-twin necklaces. He tells me one of his students spoke to him about it, and he in returned talked to the student about his own buddhist necklace. Oh I say that must be X. Yes he says it is him how did you know? I don’t know I say I just guessed. He will know me I say, he is a rather talented artist, you should tell him I gave it to you.
We touch our wonder twin necklaces together. Form OF I say. And he kisses me on the cheek. Shape OF I say and cuddle up against him. We both giggle. It is this kind of physical comfort that I love about him. Before I leave he wraps his arms around me. I cuddle my head under his chin and we hold each other for a long time. I love you I tell him. I love you too, he says. Now go so I can call my husband. I am going I say, so I can write in my blog.
Bill is a treasure to me.