I'm in DC, though it feels more like I'm in the Amazon. The humidity is a million percent, and it's at least 40 degrees every day. It's unbelievable. I haven't been this hot since I was in India - and at least there you expected it! It isn't conducive to gallery visiting, as I usually walk everywhere.. and I think it would be rude to shake off the sweat onto Mr. Modrian. Call me old fashioned.
Bryan is.. *sigh* wonderful. It is so good to be back here, to be back in the bed with the plummy sheets, the TV that only gets Spanish Seasame Street, the doorman who knows me, the great Thai food. And to be back, with my mans arms around me, his smell on my shirts, his hands at my fingertips. It is such a different thing to be told "I love you" over millions of miles of telephone line.. another to be told as they envelop you in a hug. I feel like I'm home.
Bryan is.. *sigh* wonderful. It is so good to be back here, to be back in the bed with the plummy sheets, the TV that only gets Spanish Seasame Street, the doorman who knows me, the great Thai food. And to be back, with my mans arms around me, his smell on my shirts, his hands at my fingertips. It is such a different thing to be told "I love you" over millions of miles of telephone line.. another to be told as they envelop you in a hug. I feel like I'm home.
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DC is brutal when it comes to humidity...However for the pass few days here in T.O has been just as brutal....No one will convinve me that T.O doesn't get HOT....
ENJOYED YOUR BLOG!
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