This while I was invited to a Christian church by the girl that was eyeing me up and while chewing down oily baked chicken, rice and beans. The college is much more lively during the day. More mommy and daddy paid for college students with a lot of free time to express political views of the minority. I don't even know who's DJing there tomorrow night. The Kid works the St. Patty's parade Saturday morning so no nookie tomorrow night.
Love is intense, bombastic and oh so meaningful.
I'm blessed, I need to count them. I do have a date in the works for Saturday although I know the Kid will be in zombie phase after only 4 hours sleep. My shoulder is always ready for his sleeping face, deep breathing and warmth. I can't compose coherently tonight. I want to live alone without screaming adolesence.