  Well...ain't that interesting. A penis fairy's been visiting my desk at work and left a little cock under the dress on my desk. Hmmm... Speaking of Dick, it is interesting how loving completely unattainable men frees the soul.
It will be a long time before I am interested in pursuing a relationship in the name of love. To put myself in that place of sacrificial submission to any man deemed worthy of the care and feeding of another human heart besides his own. But the thought of complete freedom now overrides any and all desires. I go through the day imagining myself being in various parts of the globe, doing all kinds of exotic things, even boring mundane things become leisurely.
I went to see Marsha tonight. She's a good woman who ends up putting everyone else at ease and I think that she's lucky to have her family and friends around her at this time. To lose someone like John (her husband), who was a unique individual, and a character all in his own...he will be missed all around. 
