Distracted

I stayed up talking to Sire till 4 am last, which is glorious, --if a bit distracting. That's okay, because it's nice; he has the kind of personality you can curl up in and feel safe. I'm working on his Christmas poem every time I get a free minute, in my brain.

I won't tell what it's going to be about, but it will be terrific... I know it.

Anyway, I'm going to see TSO today with my gramma and grampa, and I'm super excited; and soon, I'll be going for adventures with my best man in Florida.

For Sire, my single best distraction: