My favorite mistake is coming home soon. Neither of us know when, but at least he is back in this country. It seems I can't get enough from him. Or maybe I am just lonely and he the least threatening to my international love affair. Between the sex that he gives me and the love of the other, I can patch my needs together and frankenstein myself a real boyfriend.
The secret is ask and ye shall receive, the universe always provides. Maybe not in the way we want, but in the way we need.
I never in a million years would have thought my favorite obsession would become my emotionally detached fuck buddy.
Life IS like a box of chocolates...
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