Today was ...

I put one of the Enigma CDs into the player today on the way to work.

I had an unusual (for me) response to the music - had visions of a slow leisurely love-making session running through my head. Not with any particular person at all. Strange, I hadn't thought of that music that way before.

I was more pensive today, smiled less than yesterday, but didn't have that almost-frown, saddish kind of look about me that had become pretty normal.

And I wonder if my bubble is moving slowly towards the earth, whether I am coming down after the overwhelming realisation of the weekend.

And then, there is was, when I got home from work. In my weekend-high I had extended the hand of peace, for a truce, but no he has to make it difficult, asking for more than was offered. Asking for something that is a particular sticking point.

My first reaction is to tell him to F off, but I know I should let this wander around inside for a while before I finally decide what to do.

The fact that this is a sticking point for me - I need to think about this (see, I'm not so different afterall).