a terrible past few days, but there is frivolous joy on the horizon:
the handholder walked me home tonight, and said, appropos of nothing, "you know, until i am divorced, i am married." and i said, "does that mean you can't hold my hand?"
and so he held my hand.
and then he sat next to me on the porch, and we discussed being stuck on ex-es and i said that for me, it works that he is stuck, cause i am a little stuck too. and either we will come unstuck, or we won't, and if we don't no harm done, no open mics missed.
so we talked a little more, and then he gave me two chaste kisses, on the lips. and left.
and that is just my speed.