a new year with new expectations. so much turn out to nothing. it's a part of life. you can guess what turned out to nothing of the things i mentioned last time i wrote.
but i sing along to damien rice and keep myself from doing the dishes for as long as i can. i spend time with the best of the best and i sleep like a baby when he's close. i plan for recording sessiones and photo sessions and nostalgia sessions.
he takes a long bath and i'm close. i scrub his back and know that if there is something i'm supposed to do it is just that. keeping him clean. keeping him loved.