Today was good, very good, up until 4:30ish when something broke very badly indeed, and I still don't know quite what. I think...well, this morning something happened that meant more to me than I realised (silly kitten, just because The Man broke your heart doesn't mean he was actually wrong all the time) and I think I needed more time to just be cuddled, but that would have necessitated my realising and asking for it, which I didn't, so, y'know. My bad.
And also, we were in Cyberdog when whatever it was broke. There was a guy dancing and I was watching him, and the way he moved was gorgeous, and then
So now...now, I think, sleep, probably. I'm drained and last night didn't get much sleep and the night before didn't get any sleep (not complaining, mind) and I think it would probably do me good.
And a memory keeps returning, a memory of laying my head on your chest and hearing your heartbeat and suddenly seeing right through your skin to the blood speeding through your veins. For one moment I could have split you open...but it frightened me, and so I told you, to exorcise it.
But the memory is still there.
Oh, and my f2s e-mail doesn't seem to be working - has anyone sent me anything there in the last few days? 'Cause, the mistral.co.uk one is still working if you have and want to resend anything I've missed...
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