December 5, 2003
My first of the long December weekends and I'll be spending it in bed, alone, at the Crimson Tower. Kitty love is wonderful, but not really a substitute for the anticipated snuggling in front of the Gatehouse's fireplace. Is the universe conspiring against us? I take a weekend long enough to match his and I wind up sick. On another front, my cohorts are advising me to stay put for a while longer, until things settle. I am torn – do I trust them because they are my cohorts, not just naysayers from the sidelines who do not understand the vision?