For now, I'm just looking forward to fishing sunday H and I have
planned, in good company. Pray for good weather and that A
can find his silver linning admist the dark clouds.

Sometimes it feels as if we were walking through a long, dark
and lonely tunnel. During this time, nothing around us is any
different from before, the same old doldrums and problems and
boring menial tasks are there, but the only thing that changes is
the way we see them. If we can't control it very well, then the
entire week would be seeing things in the most tiring and saddest
way we could. Like having a cloak over one's head, sucking all
energy and desire to be connected to anyone.

It's pretty horrible.

For the first time, I felt alone. Lonely. Even though he's right
beside me. When Im alone, then the thoughts reappear -

Coalesce

Droplets of remembering

Streams

Running around like we were children

Careless

Talking about what defines us

Movies

Music

I am reminded of all the times that each of them were simply
borrowed. And so is the now, the good that I have, my comfort
and safety that I revel in. The blessings of being with another
being. Sweet joy of waking up next to someone - a whole
different world, he is.

The strange thing about being with someone for me is that one
minute you think you know them inside and out, you know what
they will say, you know what they will do - but then really, who
is that person?

An entirely new and strange universe of memories, experiences
and scars too, just like me.