What am I doing? If I am going to sleep with her, I have to focus on her. Henry's coming home next week. Michael is heaven knows where and I'm not sure I care. I'm beginning to see that she is thinking we'll just go on and I will go over to her place after Henry’s back. I don't know how I'll feel. I realized how tired I was at work this morning. I guess my body's starting to come back to terra firma, hinting I cannot run around like this day and night. Still, how can I do without her? Her support, her affection? How can I ever replace it? The idea of going back to that old existence is
...more
