"P" and I set out to look for a studio for him. I wear a light-green dress and a picture hat :P i love to be between artists!!
I am still ill but light and in love? and half clear minded. We sit in the bus .. he said "I love your insouciance" The atmosphere is suddenly clear up.
there is not more discomfort...
Why cannot be like this with some others?
I ask nothing, he gives me all he can and want to give. I look fearlessly and quietly into his face, and he is glad for the fearlessness and the quietness...
by the way i love the spelling corrector of this web about the grammar still arghh...
His confidence comeback.. He takes my arm. and how we talk. there is to be and artistic fulfillment, we will illustrate his mystical stories.
We dream of that, i am delighted. Art Art Art....
fulfillment!
The day s bright and warm, the bus shakes us. i am depressed still but stone no more. Where is that brooding intensity, the brewing storm that was going to break our relationship? I have dissolve it (ahh this word with 2 SS, i love spanish) It is crystal clearness now. Clearness and lightness ... MAN to MAN almost. and what of my pale-green dress and coral bracelet and his hand on my arm and his green eyes and the sensousness (ahhh i don't know how to write this and i am lazy for a dictionary) of his face and walk? Delight delight and nothing more
His freedom, my freedom.... ( am i still dealing with that hopeless case crush, maybe but i do love to be alone)
There is no doubt who i am from my artist friends, which makes a fine woman out of me, not a stone, not a housekeeper, not a nurse, not an economist, non a nude model, not a lots of things ...
A free, pliable, busy being, who weighs on nobody
CARRYING A WORLD , my own world , not demanding one.
"F" ohh my dear "F" he sees the strength in me, and get my smile. Because nobody saw it the last few days.
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