Moon Through My Window

Just walked in the door from having Joshua drop me of. I accompanied him to San Diego to ensure that he stayed awake for the drive there and back. Long day. I can relate after having a long weekend myself. The ride back reminded me of the many times that I would leave Montage at 4am and make the journey back to Irvine. At times the window cracks open, air on, radio stations change, try to keep a conversation; braille, eyes heavy, determination and the desire to be in your own bed more important than the risk of a potential accident. Safe now. Alone now.

It's hard to adjust sleeping next to someone after so long of not doing it. It's harder to not sleep next to someone that you want to be next to after you've experienced the joy of it. The moon beemed through the open slats of my window blinds like the sun does in the afternoon. Just short of being full; illumination being more than light, a subtle thought that has me sending him a text message and then typing on here. It's starting in my head. I feel it.