A Lot

Spoke with David last night for a couple of hours. That was good, otherwise I was going a little crazy. He also said he felt weird, like something wasn't right, 'cause I wasn't there. We had a good conversation, including a misunderstanding. I think we were both just frustrated that we weren't together and started to get irritable.

All ended well. Neither of us wanted to hang up but then he said he really needed to go the toilet. Guess that couldn't have been put off for much longer.

He said, "I love you a lot lot lot lot lot lot lot lot lot lot..." Went to bed smiling.