Yesterday I got to spend time hanging out with an old friend. Or rather hanging in, perhaps, as he came over here. We spent several hours talking about our work, shared hobbies and their gossip, how entertaining my cat is when he's hard at play, and this and that and the other. It did me so much good. And one manifestation of that is that I slept better last night than I have in...years? A really long time, to be sure. I folded early, slept a good decent chunk of hours, got up, had breakfast and some puttering around time, and am preparing to go back for more soon. This is wonderful, and so very much what I needed.
I did not tell him about realizing I'm trans. When I do, he'll be good about it, because he just is. But this was time to catch up without adding anything new to the mix - reconnecting to goodness I already have.
I did not tell him about realizing I'm trans. When I do, he'll be good about it, because he just is. But this was time to catch up without adding anything new to the mix - reconnecting to goodness I already have.