I should have known yesterday’s little swell was but the harbinger of the storm. Maybe because I had yet to truly unleash my frustrations. Let my fury wash over me and purify me.

Like wave crashing against rock, Boy Toy and I each tried to get our points accross. Nothing was penetrating the other’s fortress. But the fortress can only take so much, and then it breaks.

The aftermath finds rubble strewn everywhere. Bleakness.

But then, I spot a piece of rock. “Wait”, I say. “I can see where this rock goes.” And he says “Let me take care of this one for you.” We put a few rocks in their rightful place, and finally, we have to stop. We’re spent. Read the rest of this entry »