Missing my wife.  First time away from her for this long in WEEKS.  Found a picture someone sent of us at the Alter, right when I kissed her, after pronouncement.  UGH…. But there’s really no ‘UGH’ to this.  No sluggishness or longing, or anything nay-saying (well, obviously), and it’s more than the whole ‘distance makes the heart grow whatever’.

This, my thoughts of her and this new character written only weeks ago, at that Alter, affected by nothing.

Deciding that I am fully fucking FREE.  Unmoved by prattlers, and the clamoring clotpoles.  I am writing my freedom here.  And, with my Bride.

I can’t tell you how amazing this feels, to just reserve all rights to do, just, do nothing.  Not react, not care, and just move to the next scenes, and lifetime with her.

Now the moment holds still.

I write with it.

Somewhere in the thought, wife laughs.  I don’t hear what caused it, only the laugh, and find myself smiling into this room.

A little coffee left.

I take my time.