timing

...is everything. (i hope you've learned that lesson, mate!)

this is the time of blessed silence after the end of the festival fireworks concert - can't see the fireworks, but still hear the damn things!

anti-climactic day: no time to talk, as anticipated, tho that didn't stop me feeling ignored now and then when email went unanswered. made it half-way home before the lump appeared in my throat, and behind the front door before giving in. i guess that could be counted as a win.

what's the worst? that was the first time he's walked in and my stomach hasn't flipped - even when i was mad at him for something and we were barely getting on it still did. true, i shouldn't feel like that about him and this should be seen as a good thing, but it actually just feels horrid.