051909

Last night I did dream, but stupid me, I didn't write it down after it happened. I told myself "just sleep, you'll remember it when you wake up". Yeah...no. I just remember an image of me working on a project or doing something inside an apt/house. Its kinda fuzzy. BUT! I am getting better at recalling my dreams. So that's a start. Maybe something throughout the day will trigger it.

So I texted Stitch yesterday - but I heard nothing back. I'm thinking he is just doing his own thing. We did have a talk about the situation between him and I. He's a really great and sweet guy, but with me moving, it isn't going to work.

I'm reaching a point where I'm pretty okay with being alone. I know the desire for touch and affection is always there, but I'm not pressed to find the love of my life. I found him, I guess you could say, he just doesn't exist in this physical reality. It's a long story I think I may have touched on. I'm going to read through the other entries and see if I have. If not, I'll be adding to this.