Relief... Albeit Temporary.

Well, Andy and I had sex last night... first time in a week. And it wasn't really "sex" insomuch as it was communicating with our bodies... I know it sounds corny, but it wasn't "romantic" or "exotic" or anything like that. It was just... talking. Comfortable. Like we both kinda forgot what it was like and wanted to remember.

Sadly, Andy isn't feeling much better... she told me up front not to expect any miraculous recoveries from her mood just yet, which is fine. I told her I'm not leaving her for this, and it's true... it's not the *mood* that bothers me, it's the inability (and my fear that it's unwillingness) to change that scares me. She needs to find a better way of dealing with this stuff... she needs to learn how to love herself.

One step at a time, I suppose.
Oh, and I plan to win the lottery this weekend... might mean a slight delay in my next update!