copied from many, mostly D

Sleep is for pussies.

I did not call L because he has to work tomorrow. My wife did not. I called her. he will not be happy with me about this. I feel I made the right decision anyway.

Why am I awake? Why am I sitting at my computer rather than snug in my bed? The beginning of that answer is that the Honey is in Paris. He's headed home today. If he catches the early flight from Cincinnati he'll be in MN around 6, if not it'll be closer to 9. He has his phone and he has said he will call when he gets safely back to the states.

Continuing the answer is rooted in my nervousness and in this is brought out the core of why I love my wife. You see, she said to me earlier, "If you weren't scared I would be making fun of you for that because that would mean that you aren't really considering all the angles." She is very wise, my wife. I called her after I talked to the Honey. He decided he needed a shower more than he needed to talk to me more. He is forgiven since he is going to be in a plane/airport for a long time today. They were talking about HR packages, visas, and exchange rates for salaries. They were talking about reality. He told me a bit about it.

Berkie also said that she would be very worried if she found out that I hadn't insisted as a condition that Kitty Cat would get to go with me. She's right, something would be very wrong in my head. Kitty cat would not survive that separation.

Torby will live and love on anyone who is around. She reminds me a bit of the dogs in Quito. They went with the house. "Ah yes, the lovely ranch style down on fourth street complete with the german shepherd that speaks english, spanish and german! We can see about upgrading the refrigerator." She'd be great as a feature of the house cat. People are wonderful to her. Its rare to find one she doesn't like. This is good.

Nothing is set in stone. There are two more weeks of assessment that I am aware of. My nerves and fear will not keep me from accepting such an amazing opportunity.

Oh and, he was schooled in wardrobe. He was apparently lacking when he went out for drinks with the guys. I feel vindicated.

dedication

To all my absent loves:

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here

I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone

But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don't feel so alone

I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again

And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear
Oh darling, I wish you were here

Vanilla Twilight Owl City