craving “introvert moments”

another day at the production floor is done. i'm spending the last few minutes listening to sticky fingers' “delete” and typing this post. all-too-familiar feelings of exhaustion (and a tired back) fill me. i'm happy that i'll be walking out of this building, through piss-smelling streets, to my half-decent studio apartment.

to my lover, my man, this i guy i consider my husband.

we still have about three weeks together. then it's a long distance relationship all over again, more torturous solitude and loneliness for me. i am quite prepared. after all, “absence makes the heart grow fonder” and as a couple, we do need some time away from each other.

i myself have been craving “introvert moments” where i could actually just read a book all day or start a new hobby, design graphics, try calligraphy and lettering all over again.

or just watch porn.

i'm planning to visit my mom and bring him with me on mother's day. i hope they get along well.

also, my period is due in about three days. i am trying not to take a pregnancy test right now. i'll wait a week until my period's due, if it hasn't come yet.

i really want to get pregnant.

clocks out