Patience
10:06 p.m. :: 2007-03-11
I'm so scared. He moves down here on Thursday. I have 4 more sleeps alone. I love him but the gremlins keep muscling their way into my head, telling me I can't do it, telling me I'm not cut out for full time love. You're too selfish. You like your space too much. His dirty socks on the floor are undoubtedly gonna make you lose the plot.... Damn gremlins.
When I break it down in my head all I need to learn is patience. That's it. It sounds so bloody simple. Patience. Pfft.
At least he puts the loo seat down. And he makes a great cup of tea. And he has the sweetest lips. And.... oh, the list is endless!
Patience lady, patience.
tto xxx