a retreat

I walked around the grounds with Dean.  We got to talk and laugh and hold hands.

It was nice.  Really nice.

A retreat.

Yet it leaves me wanting more.  Wanting to talk and laugh and hold hands more.

More.


This was a formal retreat.  On paper, planned, paid for, organized.

So I'm gonna plan.  I'm gonna plan on talking to him more.  Laughing with him more.  Definitely holding hands more....

'Cause that's the only way it's gonna happen.  With lil' ones, a house, hs'ing, meetings, programs....
I'm gonna plan.

This retreat is going to continue.
Nice.
Really nice.