September 1, 2002
It was one of those beautiful days. Rare for me. It began with love-making, and continued with possibilities and plans for the future, included a nap, and ended with good food, and creativity. A girl's dream. I still felt uncertain, but happier than yesterday. I felt like I was seeing more clearly today. Not muddled in the confusion of too much to do, and tedious things at that. Labor Day weekend was here; and despite the long weekend staring me in the face and mocking me for having so little planned, I was secretly really enjoying the lack of commitments.