For the last two evenings I have turned out the light before I was even sleepy. It seemed the only way to stop my mind from racing in circles. I don’t know why. Nothing terrible…just the normal aggregate of work, back, schedules, Dr., Leo going out of town, house concert….just all of it swirling so loud I can’t think and I can’t hear. So I just turn off the light. Last night it wasn’t even totally dark. I watched the sky turn orange outside the window. Owen came up and curled up with me and we talked. He told me how nice it was to be with me and I told him how much I love him and then I said, “o.k…let’s be quiet now” and we lay there a long time before drifting off, both of us in our own busy little heads.
I’m going to miss my sweet Leo while he’s on his trip to DC. How strange will it be to walk into the kitchen during the house concert and NOT see him sitting there with his headphones on, imperviously playing Minecraft and trying to ignore everyone as much as possible? And how odd will it seem when I get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and I don't have to tell him to stop watching documentaries about space and dark matter on his ipad and turn his light off?
Lord but I can't wait for Phil Lee to be here this Friday...... Phil Lee.
And hot dogs.
I am going to be as happy as a clam at high tide!