writing in the raw: love’s labours won

i really didn’t have time to write much. but i didn’t want anybody else to take this evening either. it is the last writing in the raw i’ll do from the states for a while, so even with a sparse essay, i think i’ll keep it for myself.

actually, it’s after 10pm as i start writing this. so it will be brief.

i’m packed. ready to go. exhausted. i’ll definitely blog from the airport tomorrow. i usually pay to get into the business lounge… for $45, you get fruit, cheese, coffee/tea, cookies, alcohol, tv, internet and a little desk from which you blog, and a comfy, quiet place to zone out for a few hours. premium wine/alcohol will cost you… hey Mu, might be one of the tips for your travel space.

okay. so that’s it.

well, and i’ll explain the title. just a bit.

getting on that plane tomorrow is amazing. there have been difficult times and yet, somehow, ej and i managed to hold onto to each other. over the phone. one-line e-mails. packages filled with small fetish items. a sense of humor. and well, we just get along. whenever i’m with him, by heart rate slows (unless you know…), i become very at ease. i smile a lot. i’m actually funny when i’m relaxed and not thinking about George Bush et al.

i sleep really well when i sleep with him. and when we get up, he has this funny little fresh face, squinty eyes and he’s smiling. maybe he looks a little like a baby bird or something. but it touches my heart. and it inspires me to get up and make coffee and cook breakfast.

we hold hands. we like the way each other smells. we think it’s funny when strangers fall down or break something in a store (but we don’t really want anybody to be really hurt). we love to go to museums. or find secret gardens. we like to wander in cities and towns. oh. and we both love madly medieval cathedrals and churches.

he likes to cook. i like to eat. he likes to complain. i like to sit, cross-legged, and listen and laugh at him and how he, in a very animated fashion, counts off each absurdity with his fingers.

i tell him everything has a shelf life. if we’re lucky, we’ll just die together, around 99 years old, in a plane crash or car accident. because i always see us together, old and beautiful. and i just know i’ll love him even more then… the two of us always walking, looking at the world together, my hand in the pocket of his old jacket.

this is one of those moments. when love wins.


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    • pfiore8 on May 30, 2008 at 04:47


    • RiaD on May 30, 2008 at 04:55

    you GO girl!!!

    and enjoy the hell out of every nanosecond!!!!

    gha! i’m so thrilled you’ve found the love of your life…cause all of that, the smells, the crinkly morning eyes, etc etc etc…..thats exactly how i feel….every. single. day. (well, nearly anyway…there have been one or two i was extreeeemly pissed(^.^)


    • RiaD on May 30, 2008 at 04:56
  1. I think I love this one best!  I laughed, I cried, I smiled

    and I realized just how happy I am for you and your new life.

    Going to miss you like crazy…but can’t find it in my heart

    to tell you not to go.  Have a most excellent life with your

    life’s love.  You’ve earned it honey

    • pfiore8 on May 30, 2008 at 05:16


  2. of one of my favorite songs.

    Safe travels and we’ll see ya on the flip.

    • RiaD on May 30, 2008 at 05:39

  3. and excited for you!

    Love wins!  

    Go on and fly away now…


  4. “unadultered”  (remember?).  Wonderful!

    All good wishes for a safe trip, for a new beginning and for gracefulness in the fold!  

    Many hugs to you!  


    • pfiore8 on May 30, 2008 at 06:31

    i was hoping you’d come to this witr.

    just once… just this one…

    • pfiore8 on May 30, 2008 at 07:14

    and later, witr…

    pfiore 8. over and out.

  5. I’ve been getting javascript void(0) for an hour.

    Good luck.  Have fun.  It will be an exciting adventure for you.

    I will miss you.  Still, if you continue to be active (and I hope you will and see no difficulty since Jerome manages somehow) it will be in a way as if you are still here.

    I expect you’ll be on a more late, late night, early morning schedule, which will be good for me because I won’t have to worry about 8 & 10 am so much.

  6. I think.

    Walk tall and kick ass.

  7. Good luck, pf8, and I’m very happy for you.

  8. And some do look familiar — that must be where we stopped.

    Gute Nacht!  (I know, that’s German — but I think they say it the same way in Dutch)

    • WSComn on June 1, 2008 at 18:24

    It is correct and good to be complete.

      • pfiore8 on May 30, 2008 at 06:27

      stranger things have happened.

      you be safe on your journeys, 3card.

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