NJ27

October 14, 2004

Wow, is it really that many days since I wrote? Sheesh. I have to catch up now!

So much. So much.

Being alone was hard at first. Still is, actually.

I've been trying to bury myself into my artwork and commission work. It's kind of easy in that there's so much I
have to finish and I kind of have to push myself to do it. So…I take longer and end up having to work harder.
*grin* My own fault.

Fleur said she'd be gone for about two weeks. She's usually gone longer. She has a pretty neat job. She links up
people with the proper position in a computer LAN set up so that folks can do their work correctly. She shows
folks that the computers are not something to be afraid of as well. There are times when I've wished I'd been a
fly on the wall just to watch her work. I've already seen her when she plays. She does both with similar
enthusiasm, though her play is much more…adult. *grin*

It's been two weeks and I'm to pick her up at the airport this afternoon.

It's going to be a ride.

Want to know why?

Because we went Dreamwalking again! Across the miles, Fleur and I walked and found ourselves in exactly the
same spot we were in when I woke up originally from my migraine.

It feels a lifetime ago.

Before I go into that…

Johnathon's status hasn't changed except for that unusual blip in his brain activity that I wrote about in a
previous posting. That's got my hopes up. It happened at the same time that Fleur and I walked. I'm still
wondering if he somehow knew or perhaps "felt" that I'd gone. That, that would be amazing. I've gone almost
every day--except laundry day--and talked to him, reading to him. Asking questions about those pictures. Those
sketches. How long ago was it he did them. Etc. Maybe I'll trigger something in him that the docs can't reach.

I can hope, can't I?