golden eyes

there seem to be weeks where time just doesn't seem to be able to pass fast enough. not this one, though. the past 6 days have brought a bit of a blur.

yesterday I thought "let's just drop M-y a couple of lines to say hullo and tell him I'm still alive" and so I did. he immediately answered back - something he has never done before in all of the 9 years I've known him. he's having a bit of a long business trip starting from next week and it seems like it's going to bring him around my location for at least a couple of days so he said he wants to try to see me at some stage of that.

there have been times where I would've given a year of my life only to see him again, only to spend some time, to have a cup of coffee together and to look into his golden eyes.

and today? I'm scared. I'm scared shitless. it took me years to get over him. in some ways I never did - at least not completely. well okay, so I somehow think there's a line I want to draw under that account. ;o)

so yes, today I took about half an hour to spend it productively on looking for hotels in the city it might take place.

*shrugs* so I'm a basket case. I can't help it.