your lips loom above
and land soft on mine, in the dark
before you leave

i hope to hear back from bigbird this week about employment�cross those toes and fingers�yes.

dreams:

there is a reincarnated serial-killer stalking me. he tried once to kill me when i was a child (flash to the police lifting his prints off of items in my nursery and observing strangulation marks around my infant neck.) i am living on the second floor in an old and beautiful 3 apartment building. the hallway is very dark and he hides in the shadows�watching me and waiting for the perfect time�my calculated death.

second dream:

i am a male homicide officer in the future. i am a rookie, so to say, and this murder case is my first. i sleuth up and down an underground cement hallway�the walls all curved and cracked. it seems to be in some type of amusement park.

the trail of clues leads me to a midget�a murderous midget with the intent of killing our bait (a five foot tall platinum blonde tan bimbo-le-o-le-oh). i run back to warn her, then move in for the arrest.

*sigh*

between anxiety dreams and various kitten paws and tongues, there was just not much sleep to brag about. after TT left for work i lay awake and awake worrying that moment, those words, were our last�and he would perish before i was able to talk with him again. these parting words were not bad, at all, nope�i love yous and such, but still, the moment he leaves�i miss�and there is no contentment until his return.

next month will be two years�the longest uninterrupted time together being three weeks. it is just a guess, a proverbial stab into the darkness so to say�but i believe this is the cause of TT�s sad.
his job is sucking, and the teat is running dry. he is deflating,�and helpless at the moment until companies begin to hire secure positions once again.

i will be hired soon, and we will save. i will do everything in my power to ease pressure, stress and anxiety. i will perpetuate the peace and calm.