My Ex-Fiance has returned from France.

I had been loathing this day for sometime. Frightened that it would set me back in my recovery. Send me back down into the catacombs of despair that had been plaguing me for so long, and that I had only recently found the strength to hide from.

No. On her second day back, still reeling from Jet-Lag, she rushed over to my place, to see me.

She knocked on the door, I grabbed the handle ... shaking, not sure I even had the ability to open ... read more

Today I began a 10 day stint, house sitting for a couple friends who are off in Italy. These friends are uber close to me, and it isn't the first time they've given me the charge of keeping their animals alive.

The last time I house sat for them, was for a different 10 day stint, a year ago ... and I did so with my then Fiance. Leslie and I had treated it as a vacation. We acted as though we had rented a huge hotel room, in an exotic place, and we reveled in the solitude.

This is a... read more