I'm in Kelowna. It's beautiful here. I'm staying with the new boy until my apartment is ready in Vancouver. He lives in a big house nestled in amongst the orchards in the hills. It's comfortable here. I can imagine why he would have trouble leaving. The only thing that is keeping me from staying is the knowledge that there is that ocean-view apartment waiting for me. If it wasn't perfect it would be so easy to stay. If there wasn't a whole city full of culture and energy and beauty I would stay.

I have been waiting my whole life to be held the way he holds me, to be cherished for my whole being. He is the only person I have ever met who comprehends every aspect of me. I have been waiting my whole life to sit at the kitchen table with someone and draw for hours on end, "working". We take breaks by distracting each other with kisses. Music plays in the background and sometimes we get up and dance. Beloved people pass in and out of the room lending their excitement to see us working together. I once wrote a little blurb of manifestation titled "A day in the life of...". It was a mental picture of a day in the life of me as a successful artist. Yesterday it came true. I hope that it continues to come true every day from now on.