Leavetaking, Sigh...

Sunday July 22, 2001

I woke early knowing that I had to pack up and get moving. Aaron needed to go to work on Monday so we wanted to get back in time for him to get some sleep. It was painful to go. I didn't want to leave my tribe, my new love, especially my new love. I packed for a while, then said some goodbyes, then packed more, then said goodbyes. I thought that way it would break up the painful parts. Once we were packed and ready to go I went to say goodbye to him. It was much harder than I expected. We stared into each other's eyes for a long time. And I felt like melting and merging into him. He invokes powerful sensations in me. But finally I had to go.

We stopped for brunch on the way and it was really nice to have real food after 10 days of mostly rehydrated soups, noodles, and instant potatoes. The trip was quite peaceful for me as I slept most of the way home. We went through a heavy downpour and very slow traffic at one point but for the most part it was not bad. Tom met us to pick me up.

We spent several hours talking about my Starwood experience but I think the only thing that I told him that night was about my new love, how I felt, some of what had happened or been said. And his reply to all of it is wait and see. He tends to believe that it is a festival fling and will pass shortly as we don't see each other or have much contact. I thought perhaps he could be right and yet...