Stronger and harder than a bad girl's dream. (lost_angel) wrote,
Stronger and harder than a bad girl's dream.
lost_angel

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I think driving to Atlanta on no sleep for thirty-six hours was the stupidest thing I've done in a long time. I don't even remember half of 285. I think I just navigated on instinct.

During the entire trip, I remember phasing in about twenty to thirty times when I swerved or something startled me back into consciousness. I'm not joking or exaggerating. I'm an idiot for almost getting myself killed.

Matt made me some soup (of course I got up later and washed the dishes) while I dozed after finally getting to make love after a month of being apart.

Things are a little different. We're not used to being around each other, so each time we visit the other, we have to get re-accustomed to actually getting to see and touch one another.

In a way, I think I'm growing up in this relationship, that I'm slowly learning the right balance between space, time, effort, and attention.

I'm very sleepy, content, and just happy I didn't run off the road.
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