Amante de Sol

"Music has always been a matter of energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio."........................................................... ~Hunter S. Thompson~

6.11.10

Another Saturday of Homework, a Walk, and Deer!

Ran down to the west end in the morning to the Circle of Giving "Free" Garage Sale.
Grabbed a coat until mine is repaired, then I'll freecycle it.
Off to the Dollar store for more glasses and to Savers for some fruit and a bonus pair of glasses, then to Super One for a few odds-n-ends too.
Scored me some cheap Walleye!

Check out this funky little truck that was in the parking lot:

Spent the day doing homework mostly.
Until George called for our walk - which I so needed.
On the way home all the deer he had become worried about since it was opening hunting now appeared in one yard on the corned of Woodland and Oxford streets.
I think the one doe and her two fawns below were the ones we had seen in the cemetery earlier in the summer.

Two more came to join in the feast.




Finished my two papers, then tried to relax some.
Kev came online and we had quite the strained/stressful conversation.
Lots of misunderstanding on his part, and no matter my apologies, it just got worse.
Especially as it was over stuff we had already sorted and agreed to a 'clean slate' on.
I read the past week's text over and over, and found the reasoning, and I dunno - it just seems like some it had been forgotten, or twisted in meaning, or blame.

It was late and he was tired (as was I), so that didn't help.

It's hard to try to explain things satisfactorily sometimes in text, and voice was not an option.
Perhaps it's time for a break.

I was really surprised to see him come chat all week as he had said over a week ago that he'd not be in chat mode due to the end of school and his hectic schedule - any day we chat I reckon is bonus. He seems to have felt otherwise - which surprised me some, then why come? Ah well.

I like when he comes to chat, but don't want him to unless he wants to, or is ready to.
The way it's always been.
I fear/think my visit really changed things, and not for the better.
It sucks.
I just want it all to go back the way it was, but, that will take time, if it ever can.
Lotsa dramas there for him too - so a break will be good for him as well.

I'll be here when he's ready for an ear.
Hugs bub.

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