it is the full moon tonight. i can never sleep on a full moon, no matter how hard i try. i overbooked myself today in an attempt to stay busy all day, so that i would be tired enough to sleep.
today is the day after the full moon. you kindly direct me to not overdo it and rest if needed. i am pacing myself slowly in resistance to your gravitational pull. i embarrass myself at every visit to your house, and the thought of those experiences as they pass from myNerves to myDigits and onto theInternet lights a path of bliss across my soul.
the full moon wanes, and we are several days out from the last quarter. these past few days with you have been bliss. thank you.
the moon is absent from the sky, passing invisibly above us today. every moment marked with apparitions of your soul. quietly rearranging my life. strumming my pain. áayaat sangáay 'láasaang. you're making me feel that monsters aren't real.
it's been another moon since my last update. last night we walked in the company of a knight from hollownest, and my heart soared. this morning the knight and i entered all three of us into the running for our state's attempt at glossing over the collective poverty. i beat a random man at chess this morning, and sit now at the coffee shop to write and vote. my friend just told me to double check my ballot, the election commission had issues with misprints. the sunrise was beautiful this morning. i love sharing these moments with you from a distance.
a crescent moon waxes, the first after the spring equinox. it feels an age ago that i began this journal and abandoned it. i pick it up again now, away from you and missing your touch. i wasn't sure when we signed our contract how these five years would change us, but now over halfway through it i feel myself entangled with you irrevocably.