I feel like being me, but oddly feel like someone else. I'm troubled. Well, feeling troubled.
It might take a few hours, but I'll put my finger on it. I'll have to. I don't feel comfortable like this. I'm feeling boxed in, claustraphobic... I have the urge to flee.
Last night (i'm moving onto other subjects) Ryn and I stood outside Rice-Eccles stadium during the closing ceremonies of the winter olympics. I wish we could have been inside, to feel the electric crowd roll though me... but, we were outside looking in and, I really wouldn't want to change a memory (now that it belongs to me).
I keep experiencing these wonderful moments with Ryn... moments that will last my lifetime. Kiss playing to the crowd, as we stood outside listening - kissing... (okay - so, that's not the most romantic thing in the world). The spectacular firework display as the ceremony closed.
Dancing under a light snow...
Mmmm.. Ryn, thank you so much. For everything...