and then a strange and grey afternoon...

on second thought, maybe beginning the day with "Satan Says" was a bad idea. my thinking has been, off and on, fairly morbid and sad all day. and the grey drizzle that persisted here in san francisco didn't help. i did manage to get out for awhile in spite of the weather but then proceeded to get my self lost looking for a gallery i've been hearing about but have never been to and then wasted a 1/2 hour looking for parking once i finally figured out where it was. once inside, i felt pretty happy but, i must say, all in all it's been a pretty rough day. having no plan and no one to talk to is pretty much the definition of a bad day for me. and if one has to be alone, it is much better to be alone inside your own home. i miss my sweetie like crazy. after 4 years together, sleeping in the same bed, drinking coffee in the morning and all that goodness, it has become hard to spend a night away from him. see! look what the rain and sharon olds have done to me! arg! or could it just be the wage of love? ha! i am a sappy romantic, after all, and he is my favorite person in the whole world anyway.