Another Long Distance Letter

"11 August 2008

The renovation marathon continues. The tile in the shower is gone. Sometimes I wonder if I do this to torture myself. I have bruises on my shins and nicks from flying porcelain everywhere. Here's hoping the shower pan is lead and not asbestos.

Dublin is calling - I'm torn between planning day trips to Galway & the Burren, Belfast & Giants' Causeway - or just Cork for their cheese - or just walking the street of Dublin sipping pints.

Clearly, now is a wise time to undertake a bathroom renovation.

Either way, I've gotten my wish to find a new positive past time. It distracts me from your absence. Am I allowed to admit that? And yet, a lightning storm woke me at 5:30 the other morning, and I laid in bed for an hour thinking of your kind embrace your tickling caress, mouth on me, hot breath in my ears - and the look in your eyes when I looked up at you from my knees that day --

I have met other folks, but none enough to distract me. Call when you get hired. I will need a current address, as well, when I go abroad.

xoxo
Veritas"