January 12th 2019

January 12th 2019

Not at Sparrow's this weekend, things that need doing and although I could do most of them there I don't want to. Still don't like being focused on something other than Sparrow in my time with Sparrow because I like her being an end in herself. That might be selfish: she seems to just like me knocking around, but maybe she wouldn't if I wasn't trying not to knock around.

In any case, I like things this way. It gives a rhythm (Brownie Point for referencing a yearword), a brio between two places, two hotels of me, which lets each one be a break to think about the other. It's quite similar to my most successful domestic circumstance thus far: sharing a house with my best friend with my girlfriend a five minute trot away. Most of destiny is temperament, they say.

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  1. I had a thought this weekend... about missing something, someone, somewhere. Missing has been hiding in full view as the actual currency of value. We miss what we value.

    I miss you.

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  2. And yes, definite brownie points for the yearword.

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