road tripping

Jonathan leaves today for South Carolina, for a week. I knew he was going to go (pilgrimage home to visit family and lick his wounds of being recently laid off) -- but turns out he's driving down, so he could pick up and go on less than 24 hours' notice. ( musings on surprising feelings of emptiness )

This aside, I'm a bit jealous of being able to hop in the car and hit the open road for a week. (Not that I'd wish to be laid off, of course, and I suppose it has to have its privileges. :-) The two of us, in particular, would have such a ball together on a 1900-mile road trip. Sometimes I think that's one of my hidden criteria for marriage: that I can only marry someone I'd be excited to make a cross-country road trip with.

relationship angst

Sometimes I wish Jonathan had not [back in May-to-June] entered my life while Matthew was still in it. (Not that Matthew will ever really cease to be a part of my life, ( but. )