I am sick. If you’ve seen me around the web you know that I’m not keeping it a secret. I’m whining as if I was the only person ever to have the flu in life. That’s mostly because it feels like a cross-strain of the ebola virus and bird flu.
But I’m not unhappy. And in no small way, it’s because I’m being courted.
I’m being called several times a day. Sweet nicknames are being given to me. I am regaled by tales of my beauty. The depth of desire for me is often referenced.
I’m being enveloped in the type of energy I most prefer. And apparently, I’m not even getting the good stuff yet.
It’s more than that though. This person is going through a difficult time in their lives, a painful, humbling experience, and yet still finds time to prioritize me.
You know, like lovers are Supposed to do.
Yay.
Hi there Tinu!
You’ve been on my mind, in my heart…what’s up?? Ok hardly the place for this, I know.
This entry made me smile deep. Being courted while sick is – must be so wonderful. Talk about for better or for worse. Got the ‘worse’ covered. LOL
Drop me note, let me hear from you.
Much love,
Julette
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I’m GOOD sweetheart. You can call me now if you want. We should get moving on our venture before all my calendar fills up. :)
Let me know if you don’t have my number so I can DM it. How is Chris?