Still more detachment, (less) anxiety and the joys of limbo

[Phoebe]

Yeah, it was definitely an emotional survival strategy. As it was I fell apart during my drive home. Sigh.

There is no way that I will see him again anywhere but in my own home, and he knows where I live.

You are so right about sharing, Painter - it's almost like if I don't have someone to share my joys with, then the joy isn't as real. Accomplishments on my farm feel diminished because I don't have that equally invested person to acknowledge our progress. Instead of telling H, now I write it here. It's something, but it's not the same.