July 31, 2015

I woke up late in the morning with my head spinning and the threat of a headache looming. Frank wrapped his arms around me and said he’d take care of me. It was like magic words (and actions) and my heart opened up to him. I had been taking care of myself for so long. Even with the guys I had dated before, they were either long-distance or they were live-in but weren’t the type to take care of me.  It meant so much to hear those words.  Frank had won me over.

I presently started to feel a bit better and we had sex sober! It was awesome! He kissed me and left. I slept more but seemed to waken every time he opened the tent flap. He didn’t have food I could eat and due to a sock malfunction, I had a blister the size of a quarter on the pad of my food. He walked me to the bus and I asked when I was going to see him again. He thought about it, said, Sunday. Then he said “fuck it” and said he’d take me out to breakfast. He said he’d be up early since he wouldn’t be going out that night. It made me happy that he wanted to see me again so soon.

He came with me on the bus. To my surprise, he got off with me. I made myself food as he watched. I offered to make him some, but he declined. I ate and then asked him about the conversation we had about “us” the night before. He wouldn’t tell me what was said, even when I said I would rather know. He kissed me goodbye and left. I went to sleep after he left.

I was still out of it after I awoke. I put some moleskin on my foot, thanks to Zack and Danielle, who had a fully stocked first aid kit.  Then I went to do laundry and shower. I had planned on doing them on Saturday morning, but I had a date, so I decided to get them done now. I also needed ice. There was a line for the laundry, so I had to wait a while.  I completed everything that needed to be done just after the bus stopped running. I struggled with the ice and wet laundry for almost halfway with people watching me when someone ran out of his camp and offered to help.   His name was George and he was an 18-year-old backpacker from North Carolina. Even though he struggled a bit with the laundry, he asked if there was anything else he could help with. I had nothing to give him for his trouble. I was going to offer him a hard cider, the only thing I really had to repay his kindness, but he was not old enough.

The camp next door finally showed up last night. I discovered they were people from my backpacking group! I still went to bed somewhat early, but it was nice to know I had good neighbors!


Relationships: I chatted with a few people today

Meditation:  I did not meditate today.

Sleep: I slept 5 hours last night then took two 3 hour naps.

Exercise:  I walked today.

Diet: I followed my diet today.

De-cluttering and cleaning: I did neither today.

Hygiene:  I was showered, but did not brush my teeth.

Mood and temperament: My mood was good, despite the hangover.  My temperament was good.


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