it seems i have not taken the familiar drive to the airport for some time...this morning was bizarre, surreal. sometimes i watch my life from inside a body...i do not feel things directly, as if there is a light, chiffon curtain between me and the world i interact with, a haze. sometimes i just watch.

perhaps this is good...not to feel. when i feel emotions, they are usually quite severe and overpowering. perhaps this is a method of self-preservation or perhaps i am just learning to deal with my thoughts/feelings a bit better than years before.

quote of the weekend:

TT, if this is growing up, being with you the way we are, and so happy...then i think i can handle growing up, with you.

and i watched mybusinessman walk down the airport walkway toward his terminal i just smiled and felt very proud to be such an important part of his life.