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My Life Thus Far
2007-08-23 17:20:40 (UTC)

The Homecoming of Snookums

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Be like the bird
That, pausing in her flight
Awhile on boughs too slight,
Feels them give way
Beneath her and yet sings,
Knowing that she hath wings.

Victor Hugo

I didn't get a chance to write last night, so I'm making
up for it now. BEFORE I end up 4 days behind and have to
scour my brain to remember all that happened in those days.

There were NOT enough hours in the day yesterday. I woke
up when I wanted to (thanks in part to Gen's 7am wake-up
call), but I still didn't get everything done that I
needed. My friend Misty came over to help me clean, but
because I was so nervous and in a panic all day, I wasn't
much good. I can thank Misty for my house being as clean
as it was, because I was useless.

Why was I nervous and panicked, you may be wondering?
Well, something about Snookums coming home had me all in a
tizzy. My heart was palpitating, my mind was racing, my
palms were sweating, I was shaking. Full on panic attack.
Why? I'm not entirely sure, but I've got a fairly good
idea.

The homecoming of Snookums went off without a hitch. When
I got to the airport, Snookums flight had already landed
and he was at baggage claim. I parked the car, walked
across sky bridge 1, took the escalator down to baggage
claim 3 and scanned over the crowd until I came to a head
poking out of the masses. Snookums is always a head taller
than most people in crowds, so he's easy to spot. I walked
up behind him, tugged lightly on his jeans pocket and he
turned around. At that point, my nervous energy
dissipated. He smiled at me with those soft blue eyes and
I felt better. He was still just Snookums. Time had not
changed him, nor had his experiences. There's something so
comforting about that. Even after all he's been through,
the only thing I can complain about (so far) is that he
calls me "man" alot. Due to his close proximity to many
men and few women. I on the other hand have changed. I'm
harder. I rely on him less. I'm not as affectionate as I
should be. I'm distant. I'm cold. I wonder how long it'll
take him to notice?

As much as I'd like to continue expressing myself.
Snookums would like to regale us with the pictures on his
thumb drive. I'm kind of over the Asian memorabilia. Ciao
for now.




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