Things unseen

My feet as such sluts! This statement followed an unusual conversation on why I like Oz’s feet so much. Mine are always out and about. His are always serenely encased in socks and shoes. So when the rare opportunity to see them comes up I get a little excited. They are freckled! It doesn’t get … Continue reading →

Today I Feel Loved

Today I feel loved. I spent last night cuddling with Marcie on the couch. I saw Oz this morning before I left, and we danced in the drive way. One of my professors was so excited to see that I was in her class, again. Another professor that I adore (and am slightly intimidated by) … Continue reading →

That (Un)Comfortable Closeness

“My foot does not need a hat!!” I have never met anyone with quite so many pet peeves. Unusual pet peeves. Like having one sock only half on his foot. Or one sock on, one sock off. Oz claims it is because his feet will get confused. I just laugh and nod. Something about learning … Continue reading →