January 2011
I love being in the hospital. :|
I just want to be naked all the time.
I am no longer accustomed to sleeping alone.
I’m so used to having another body next to mine; legs intertwined, arms around my waist, breathing against my back. I find the sound of someone else’s rhythmic breathing and heartbeat put me right to sleep. I adore the warmth and feeling of safety. I love the feel of flesh against flesh. Two warm bodies on one small bed.
I can’t sleep alone.
I DID have plans for tonight.
It’s too late for me to bus my ass all he way down to Vancouver to drink, even if someone else is paying for all the drinks.
