The way the day begins

Day before yesterday L told me I am the only woman he loves and trusts – this is after G reamed him out about K and K told him that T is calling her wanting her to meet him – she’s meeting him today for coffee and talk. She’s doing that because L said he would still date and possibly sleep with other women and yet he wants to see her once a month and maybe meet at the Peabody in Memphis. S IM’d the other day saying her nerves are gone about M and A being in the same room in Vegas. S has blisters on his feet from SF because he’s not used to wearing shoes. B called today to say the skeleton key is missing. And D this morning at playdate seemed insecure about whether or not S in fact might be speaking to someone else about his office needs. Mom has pens with her name on them. Listening this morning to N’s mini and must say most of the music is good – hard to believe.

Last day of detox and the melancholia is so thick you could cut it with a knife – let go of your attachments – what makes you happy?

One Response to “The way the day begins”

  1. Jeffrey Dangermond Says:

    Hey, thoughts and prayers with you at this time. Glad to know you’re doing OK!
    Jeff

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