Nothing's going to change my world...
No news is good news, right?
I'm so confused.
I love him, endlessly. He doesn't know but I watch him when he sleeps sometimes, he has bad dreams I know. I hold him, caress his face and whisper in his ear and he usually calms. He's a mess, although he tries not to show me. But he needs me, more than ever he needs me.
I was quite sad to hear about Ingrid Burke, she seemed nice enough the few times I ran into her.
At times like this it's best to focus on friends and work I think.