I’ve been sending her messages lately because I set up an e-mail account for her. But she rarely looks at them. She’s got unread messages from her best friend from a month ago. About the only thing she uses our computer for is to play Mah Jong. *hehe*

So…I guess she read some of the messages I sent her because I got a response today. She has such a sweet written voice that it almost makes me swoon. It’s like I’m falling in love with this new woman that’s being revealed to me through her words. It won’t be the first time I’ve fallen in love with a woman over her writing, but when it’s my first love, the one I’ve been in love with for a quarter of a century, it’s even more exciting. It’s like I’m seeing a different side of her. It’s almost more intimate, somehow.

I want this to happen more often. I’ll just have to write to her more on this trip.

Bye the way. I set up a diaryland site for her. It’s called brunhilda2. I have no idea what she’s written there, if anything, because I want her to feel free to write what she wants without worrying about hurting my feelings. You know how that can happen, eh? lol

When I get home, I’m immediately moving into a new apartment in Toronto. I’m hoping we pick up this romantic writing a lot more. Instead of languishing in loneliness for five days a week, maybe we’ll spice things up on the web.

Arc