At the moment I'm thinking of what would be in another lifetime, another set of circumstance where you SO would and be happy ever after :-)
In the meantime I'm content with my little trip and evening out. Although my mind turns to Sand and the inevitable.
How bizarre that you can feel so content in oneself and so in need of someone at the same time.
Maybe it is just the three Erdinger's and irish coffee talking...
I yearn for Oct 3rd, Stevie part 3, old friends and a whole night with Sand, showing my vivacity yet my complete dedication to a common goal...
