love is sweet.
When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is a part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.
New Job, fuck yes!
1) save as much $$ as possible
2) get Elijah baptized by end of the year
3) buy a new car
4) new job
I got mugged.
So, yeah… after nearly 8 years of living in SF, it finally happened— I got mugged. It happened last week after a gym sesh. Four on one. Not funsies. Still spooked/paranoid. Oh, well. Life goes on.