21:17

Baseball game and practice.  Dinner with one of Jack’s friends, nice kid, and now we’re all back at the loft.  Can’t write with all the noise and loud talking over whatever….  Taking a night off.  Little to no writing.

Journaling later, when they’re all asleep.  Or early in the morning.  Missing the Nurse.  Still can’t believe she surprised me as she did today, sneaking up behind me, lightly sprinting and making me get into defensive sparring form.  I laughed, we laughed, hugged and kissed continuously till we sat down in the Tavern at Oliver’s, listening to jazz having lunch.

I keep replaying it…

Anyway, break.  Till later.  Promising myself quiet writing later and in the morning.  Not an either/or matter.  I will take both.

The Nurse and her texts, earlier today, the surprise and feeling like I’m dreaming.  Couldn’t believe that she was here, having lunch with me.  I’m still floating, I just texted her.

How do I have this human in my life?  How is she with me?  Why me?  And why the fuck am I overthinking and questioning?

Following her character, her ways, this sweet little Nurse.  Prepared to fight for this story, this happiness—  this FREEDOM.