Home again.

I love my home, but it's a little bit of a let down to be here -- back at home on a Sunday evening with work tomorrow -- after a weekend at Every Player's Paradise. We had a nice time. I didn't do well in the tournament (I ranked 50th out of 120... not a qualifying score) but I had lots of fun.

On the drive home I was holding Eric's hand, and noticing (for the eleventeenth time) how pale my skin is next to his. Then I started looking at his hand, and trying to memorize it. I fear that I will miss Eric from my grave. I don't know how to explain it, but it's true.

Two more days of work, then we're off to Florida. I hope our travels the rest of this summer are as nice as the weenend we just had.