Playing and Packing

I’ve been packing like mad, I can’t believe next weekend is the last weekend I’ll be in this apartment! So excited to get out of here.

I’m playing with someone, he’s not you. We haven’t fucked but we may when I get where I’m going to land for the time being. He lives there.

We played with my fucking machine today...it allows for others to control it via an app and blue tooth. I love the idea of being able to play with it with you...of course I couldn't bring it with me in my travels (it's too big) but if you were away and I were home...oh the things we could do.

I'm trying not to stress...still no definitive job committed yet and three weeks of this job left. I'm hopeful though, I had a great call on Friday and it sounds like there is a great opportunity on the horizon. I'm trying to just breath and enjoy the ride. It wouldn't be the end of the world to have a week off, that's for sure.

I wish you were here with me to talk about all of these things. I may be busy these last few weeks but even when I am playing with this other person, knowing he isn't you keeps you on my mind.